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"Lys, who gave you the courage to challenge me?"
"Insignificant sand. You're not worth half my attention."
"You're courting death!"
Iger watched as the words The Winner Has Been Decided appeared on the screen. He recorded the result on the sideboard. "5:2. I declare Lys the winner—"
"Wait!" Ashe grabbed the fraudster's pant leg, eyes pleading. "Make it eleven rounds, six wins! Continue the match! I can still turn this around! I finally know how to play! My turn is next!"
Harvey, hiding by the window and puffing on his Catnip, chuckled. "Ashe, stop embarrassing yourself. You can't even beat a little girl…"
Ashe gritted his teeth. "It's the game controller I'm not used to, the cushion is too soft, and Iger keeps interfering. That's why—"
Iger, mortified, covered his face and muttered to Pankey beside him, "I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Ashe is an exception. Don't generalize one person's behavior to the entire kingdom."
Even the usually impassive young butler couldn't hide his amusement. His eyes nearly squinted with a smile. "Mr. Ashe, why not let me take a round with Lys? Let's see how I handle...
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