The King and His Queen

I felt my heart thumping faster and harder in my chest as my eyes were glued to the card that he had just slid out. For a moment, it truly felt like time had slowed and I used that moment to wish hard that whatever the card that Bradon had pulled out would be a lower ranking card than my queen of hearts. The odds were on my side but a nagging feeling at the back of my mind told me that I might have been playing a game where I was destined to lose.

“Ready?” Bradon turned and asked me.

“Just flip it over,” I replied coldly as I tried to hide my nervousness.

The identity of the card would determine whether or not I would be free of my sudden 28 million dollar debt. I felt a stinging pain shoot through my lower lip and realized that I had started chewing on it in my nervousness. I wished that Bradon would just turn the card over right away but at the same time I found myself feeling scared of finding out the result of our game. Bradon’s hand and beautiful fingers moved almost too slowly a