"No fool would repeat a plan that had already failed once."
The King of Spades, Alfred Villeuce's smile and words struck a chord that made her pause and look at them. This man was—no, it wasn't only him. It turned out that he was the one who had spoken up about this but each and every individual in the room had their own strengths and flaws.
But this young man was a cut above the rest.
At least that was how Rosalyn Lockhart saw it. She raised a hand to her shoulder's sleeves stained with dried blood. Her blood. Somehow they were able to reassure her that something like this wouldn't happen again—?
"Ah, but King of Spades, there are a lot of fools. If it's worth the price—they'd bargain with their lives." The King of Diamonds spoke up. Once again showing that when it was in regards to wealth and prices… they had a firm belief that everything could be bought?
Rosalyn Lockhart's resolve bristled at that but she had no time for this.
