chair, offering the stack to him with my most pleading and vulnerable expression. The prince looks at me, pursing his lips. “One more game. This time make sure you’re putting the cards in the proper spots. Think through your moves. Don’t rush.” I nod meekly, but a vague resentment heats my chest. I don’t like having to submit before him and beg him. I don’t like his attitude about losing. And I don’t like him trying to teach me what I already know, what I’m clearly doing better than him. If I had nothing else at stake, I might give up on him now. But I’m not ready to yield my legs yet. I’ve
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