Chapter 35 NAVY

Isolde's smile sharpens.

"Stakes," she repeats, like she's been waiting for exactly this. "Simple. You lose, you stand up in the dining hall tomorrow and announce that I'm the better player."

The room murmurs.

"And if I win?" I ask.

"You won't."

"Hypothetically."

She waves a hand. "Pick someth...

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