The steward dealt the first hand placing the trio's cards before then on the table with the precision of a man who had done it a thousand times before.
"Your Highness, you must know the rules of poke, right?" Matthis asked.
Carlos hummed, relaxing in his seat with his one arm placed over the headrest and another over his thigh. Drac stood behind Carlos near the door clenching his fists as he just wanted to storm out of the room.
"Yes, we get our cards, we take a look at them and place our bets."
Robert chuckled softly, "The bets are also pretty important, Your Highness."
"The one who has abundance doesn't care for that, Earl."
Robert kept smiling before he glanced at Matthis.
Carlos barely glanced at his cards, posture loose, fingers lazy and his eyes darkened for a moment before he closed his eyes.
Carlos had removed his pendant before the game started and placed it in his pocket without any seeing earlier so, the one playing now was Ruel.
