"Checkmate."
"Ugh… how is it possible I haven't won once? I should've taken more chess classes when I was little…"
"You lack experience. With practice you'll get better—no, you've already improved more in the last hour than most would."
"Heh-heh, that's right, I'm a genius. If I had the same amount of experience you do, little brother, you'd never beat me in a million years."
Looking at Jasmine's smug expression across the table as she reset the chessboard, Azriel shrugged.
"I don't doubt it."
He probably didn't.
"Please don't tell me you two are starting another one."
At the voice, Jasmine glanced toward the bed and smirked. Celestina lay there, watching the siblings with an annoyed look, grumbling under her breath.
"What is it, Celestina? Are you jealous—want to play with us?"
Celestina narrowed her eyes.
"…Yes, very jealous. My jealousy will surely lessen if you leave my room now instead of playing chess and refusing to share any important information."
