Drake Trent always maintained a composed demeanor in front of outsiders. He uttered the words with incredible speed, his face blank, as if he were just commenting on the weather.
Aurora Sinclair shuffled several steps to the side, putting distance between them.
She said in all seriousness, "Young Master, I don't gamble."
Drake Trent froze, suddenly finding this girl rather amusing.
He deliberately slowed his pace and sidled up to her again. "Don't want to play cards? Then you can keep your Young Master company in bed."
Aurora Sinclair shuffled sideways again, only to bump into a familiar figure.
Alvin Morgan steadied her and asked with concern, "Miss, are you feeling unwell?"
The words came out in oddly accented Veridian.
Aurora Sinclair instinctively started to shake her head, but she stopped short. Instead, she offered a compliment, "Your Veridian is really good."
"Just so-so. I'm still learning."
"I'm learning Niphorian. We could practice with each other..."
