Chapter 11 ALA is sitting comfortably on an oversized velvet sofa, facing an elderly man with silver hair tied neatly behind his head. Both of them are playing chess. The atmosphere in the area is intense and heavy. They were in the sunroom of a secluded and heavily guarded villa. Its windows overlook nothing but a forest, full of trees and fog. He was kidnapped but he never felt like he was. He was not treated like a prisoner nor was he harmed. In fact, they pampered him. The chessboard between them has grown intense, white queen was exposed, black nights circling. Ala was not frustrated with him being cornered, nearly losing the game, instead he studied the board and his opponents every move from the beginning. He pressed his lips together, eyes focused on the board, unblinking. He then made a bold move. He moved the rook forward, not to attack but to protect the queen. “Interesting,” the old man praised Ala, stroking his chin and smiling at the little boy. “Most players woul
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