[ He absolutely called it. The kid was the one who brought the deck, and Wriothesley will take his Vision right up to Celestia on his next trip to deliver Lyney's mail if this thing wasn't stacked. Or the kid counts cards, or something. Or the wear and tear works in his favor--that's it, isn't it? Wriothesley shoots him a look from where he sits, one that says he clearly hates losing. At least, he hates losing this many times in a row. To a 19 year old. Who has the gumption to complain about a deck of cards he shouldn't even have in Meropide. ]

I'd offer a fresh deck in exchange for coupons, [ One where the four of spades doesn't OBVIOUSLY have a tear at the corner ] but I don't have the feeling that would remedy your cheating ways.