"They'd have to expand," Avery said. "Not to mention put stringent rules in place that would eventually get broken anyway, when the Hearts drove the Spades crazy." Sure, there had been a few Hearts that had switched to the Spades over the years, but Athena...was Athena, and Avery remembered Zoe's father well; he was a charming, kind man who nonetheless had really belonged with the Spades.

"It's lovely there." She smiled in remembrance as they danced more closely together; it had been a lot of years since she'd nursed a broken heart by running across Europe for a year, but the memories were always there. "I haven't been since....oh, since I was nineteen, I think."