Elunara found Jordan on the sidelines of the training yard, pouting. "Did last night bother you that much?"
"It's not last night, it's the fact I keep losing." Jordan grumbled. "I don't know why I even try."
"A healthy dose of competitive nature." Elunara shrugged. "That's why you're even in this relationship."
"It'd be one thing if I won every now and then, but I haven't won a card game against him YET."
"Do you always bet on me?"
Jordan shook his head. "We don't always bet. It's just one of the things we do to pass time. Often when you're... occupied."
"Ah." She tapped her chin. "Well, you know your biggest handicap."
"Yeah, but I've been struggling to turn it to my advantage, and it's just not working."
"Alright then. It's Gerald's day off. I want you to get in plain clothes and go over there and tell him to teach you how to play cards."
"That cheat?"
"Gerald may cheat a bet, but he doesn't have to cheat at cards. He's just that damned good. Never bet against him in cards. Most people won't even play him anymore." She shook he head. "If he balks at you, and he will... Tell him I'm calling in that favor he owes me."
"Does EVERYONE owe you a favor?"
"I'm working on it." She grinned.
"What does he owe you for?"
"Chrissy."
Gerald yanked open the door and stared at Jordan. "Man, it's my day off. You're married to Elunara of all people; you should KNOW why I don't want to see you right now."
"Elunara sent me. She told me to tell you to teach me to play cards."
Gerald just stared. "No."
"She said to tell you she's calling in that favor you owe."
"FuuuuuuuCK!" Gerald raked his hands through his hair. "CHRISSY!"
"What?"
"I need you out of the house for a couple of hours."
Chrissy stared at him as if slapped. "What?"
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. Elunara is calling in her favor NOW."
Chrissy blinked. "With JORDAN? Is the rumor true?"
Gerald visibly shuddered. "Gods no. It's over cards."
"Cards? Why do I have to leave the house over a stupid card game?"
"Sweetheart, it's complicated, OK? Please? In revenge, go bitch at Elunara. Or make her teach you something interesting. Hell, I don't know."
Chrissy put her hands on her hips. "Fine. But I'll want a damned good explanation."
Gerald watched Chrissy stomp away. "Ok, why the fuck do I have to teach you cards?"
"Because I have never won against Grogek and its pissing me the fuck off."
"What are the bets?"
"Elunara."
Gerald ran a tongue over his teeth. "Yeah, I can see where that'd be a pain in the ass. Fine, sit down, let me get my decks."
Chrissy stomped over to Elunara's and knocked. Elunara opened the door and jerked her head back. Chrissy walked in and crossed her arms. "Tell me why I had to give up getting my brains fucked out, so your husband can learn to play a shitty card game."
Gerald sighed. "No damned wonder you're losing, you SUCK."
"That's why she shipped me over here on your off day."
"Ugh, save me."
Chrissy sat on the couch, mouth hung open. "And you LET them?"
"It's half the fun. Of course, since Grogek always wins; and it would be worthless for Grogek to lose on purpose..." Elunara trailed off and shrugged. At the knock on the door, Elunara held her hand up and walked over. "Come on, kiddo."
Lydia giggled. "Is Tulani available?"
"Nah, she had to go pick up some materials. She'll be back shortly."
Lydia spotted Chrissy. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you had an appointment."
"No, I interrupted HER day. But, while I've got her..."
A quick explanation and Chrissy giggled. "Wow, the lengths you will go."
"Remember, not a word about the real plan."
"I won't even count this against the favor I owe."
"Good girl."
At the end of it all, Elunara stood behind the curtain and eyed the crowd. She looked back at Lydia, trying to do her breathing exercises. Elunara stooped down and straightened Lydia's hair.
"You ready for this, sweetheart?"
"I think so."
"Just remember, no matter what happens; I will be right here."
Lydia nodded.
"You are strong, you are beautiful, and you are about the get the best damned revenge there is. Anything they have to say after this will be pure jealousy. If you get worried, the lighting is purposely set so that you can't see the crowd. You can just imagine you're in our practice sessions."
"Okay." Lydia nodded and calmed some.
"This is supposed to be fun; this is supposed to be powerful. Anything I do turns to gold." Elunara grinned. "I'm the best, and you..." Elunara put her hands on Lydia's shoulders and kissed both cheeks. "You are my chosen. You'll be gorgeous, trust me."