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I said quietly, keeping my eyes locked on the green squares. "I saw his medical files," Arthur whispered, leaning closer, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight. "His right hand is dead. He’s a cripple. He’ll never play professional chess again. What are you going to do when you're supporting a washed-up grandmaster who can't even hold a fork?" The words stung like acid. My hand hesitated for a fraction of a second over my queen's pawn. That fraction of a second was all Arthur needed. He seized the initiative, launching a vicious central pawn break: 14... e5!

Emma calmly replied, "They are evenly matched, both skilled chess players. To determine a winner, they must endure a long and arduous battle." She said so, but in her heart, she understood that a chess game was like a person's life. Playing chess reveals a person's true character most genuinely. Alpha Jeffn excelled in strategy and subtlety, proficient in various aspects. His only weakness was overthinking and needing to be more cautious. As for Edward, his character was too straightforward; his intelligence matched his wit. But he was vulnerable to being exploited by others due to his lack of caution. If he faced an opponent like Alpha Jeffn, even a slight lapse of concentration would resul

After roughly two minutes, they were lying tummy down on the rough hay that itched their skin, staring at the tattered book. “Have you opened it yet?” “Nah, not at all. I've been very curious and once tried taking a sneak peek but its best if we check it together.” Cwena gently placed her hand on the book. Low key, she wished the book will open and start spilling out spells she could use - spells for understanding all Chess styles of playing like the French and maybe, one formula that answered all math equations in the world! Gerey on the other hand expected the pages of the book to shine bright gold - almost blinding so that he could tear off a few pages for sale, but none of their wishes

Liam whispered trying to stop Lex from provoking each of them. "I am not afraid of Dark Lord, it's been a while since the last time I have used my axe. I can kill Dark Lord in just one hit of this. " Imre exclaimed while raising his axe in front of everybody. "Dark Lord are still weak for me." Imre continues to speaks up holding his axe in his hand. "Even now, I can easily kill you all! And I will be the leader of all Alpha's!" Imre shouted with a powerful voice preparing his ace to hit up.

I stood up as I picked the white piece of chess for all to see. “This is King Philip, these pawns, rook and knight are his soldiers, the bishops are his decoys and his queen is his throne.” I stood up and pointed at the black king. “And only this king is Westoros. Let me teach you something important, pride comes before a fall. You may not be aware but Philip is a very desperate man that can sacrifice all his pieces to protect his king and queen. If you think your winning then he is winning.” I said as I scattered all the white pawns.

I think he groaned but it's almost inaudible. "Here..." He drawls as he passes me a book, wrapped in plain black cover. It's nothing fancy. Like any mere book you'd find randomly. "This is my most accounted journal. No one's ever read it. You'll be the first. Consider it a gift from me." "Why should I read it?" He comes to sit on the bed and locks his eyes on mine for the umpteenth time today. I can't count how many times he's played me inside those field orbs of his. "What's the most powerful piece in Chess, little eagle?"

I said nothing. The nothing was not shock. It was not guilt. It was the particular silence of a man who has just watched the opening move of something and is already three moves ahead of it, reading the board, understanding the shape of the game that has just begun, and knowing with a certainty that sat below logic and above instinct that the man standing across from him with the performed horror on his face had been in this room before me tonight. And had not left it empty.

In fact, no one had even given him such an attitude "Here are the books.." Adi looked down at the books that were lined up on the two small shelves and almost groaned! "Principles of Quantum Mechanics? History of Time.. Warped Passages. Fundamentals of Physics.." These were all 'textbooks' for Physics! This is what he was supposed to read to pass the time? Heck, he'd be asleep in a minute if he did that! Just then he spotted something.. "Hey fifi. Do you play chess?"

I couldn't tell what he was thinking. Was he going to refuse? After all the times he'd used me to manipulate Cindy, was he really going to get stingy now? Not a chance. Just as I braced for rejection, he reached into his suit jacket and produced a sleek black card. "No limit," he stated evenly. "Use it as you see fit." I didn't pretend to hesitate. I arranged my face into a look of tearful gratitude and accepted the card with both hands—while internally, I was already counting the zeros.