Chapter 376
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The soft lights of the DragonJet’s lounge hummed awake again, pale gold spreading across the room like a sunrise through glass. The stars outside were still rivers of light, streaking endlessly through the black.

Jack was the first to enter the lounge that morning. He stretched his shoulders, rolling the sleep off like old armor. The chessboard was still there — frozen in time. The knight stood proud, the queen tilted just slightly, as if waiting.

And then he heard soft, quick footsteps.

Jackson rushed in, hair messy, pajamas still rumpled from sleep. He wasn’t carrying a blanket this time — only determination.

“Dad,” he said, chest heaving from running. “Let’s play again.”

Jack smirked. “You didn’t even brush your teeth yet.”

Jackson pointed at the board like a general pointing at a battlefield. “Later. Rematch.”

Jack chuckled, shaking his head, but the fire in the boy’s eyes was too bright to refuse. “Alright. But this time,” Jack said, sitting down, “no holding back.”

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