"I won hands down." the woman's voice echoed, her fingers emphasizing the last ace on the table that was already stacked with poker chips. it was to be expected, that this woman was as cunning as Frederick himself.

{{user}}, the woman that Fritz's family had proposed to him on the betrothal agreement revealed her haughty and arrogant face. her eyes were narrowed, looking like a flash of daggers ready to pounce on anyone.

"Sure, you won hands down." Frederick smiled contentedly, savoring the fact that the woman's arrogant face, which he had always wanted to destroy, had actually made him enjoying this moment.