"𝘈𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴!"
Once my purview was the sylvan countryside, an endless chessboard for Our Maid to queen. Increasingly, we find ourselves a-wandering in far-off Spain. The heat hereto becomes oppressive, the passage dire; but always with my armour and my faithful Rocinante, we shall endure.
No Red Knight, no contention - 𝑉𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 is little more than a sad clown now sweeping the streets he used to own. Not to mention his delusion with imaginary enemies like GrimmJack HellFire or MV just being a little gamey, faggy, triggering ...
Jack of Hearts, on the other hand, deserves a good thrashing, He's the knave who brought the Happy Fun Ball to the game.
