Sure enough.
It seems there is more between the Lord of the Mist and the Primordial Dragon than just simple hatred and opposing stances.
Now it appears they, like myself, come from the same place. So perhaps many years ago, they had a special experience together.
Partners or lovers?
"Why does he want to kill you? I think he should have also seen through your identity." Ophelia asked again.
Roger shrugged, completely relaxed now, knowing he had no chance to resist against either of them.
"Maybe because I won against him in a card game." Roger said with a smile.
"Just because of that?" Ophelia's smooth actions suddenly halted, giving Roger a strange look.
"So we're just having an ordinary card game?" Roger gestured, "You wouldn't want to kill me like he does just because you lost, would you?"
Ophelia clearly couldn't yet connect the outcomes of Gwent Card games with life and death, holding the cards in her hand, frozen for a moment.
