Chess Castle Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

The floor of the tent is an oriental carpet that took the bearers many minutes to roll out. Too bad I have to tromp in the mud to dirty the beautiful designs. A few candles are lit around the tent, chasing away the night, but were creating long shadows. Bryce is sitting in the center where the lighting is best, with a table in front of him. On the table, a chess game was laid out, ready for play. Uh. What? "Sit, Jesse," Bryce points to the empty chair on the other side of the table. Heart in my throat, I do as he bids and sit, examining the exquisite metal chess pieces in front of me. The cost

Still warm. She hadn’t been gone for long. Very slowly… He noticed something tucked beneath the folded fabric. A single white chess piece. The Queen. Its base had been painted black. ⸻ Matteo stared at it. “What does it mean?” Alessio didn’t answer immediately. His eyes remained fixed on the chess piece. Then, quietly— “This isn’t a kidnapping.” “It’s an invitation.” ⸻ Miles away… Inside a black armored SUV speeding through the mountain roads…

Vivienne folded her arms. "So whoever sent them..." "...never attacks the obvious way." Elara looked down at the brass key still resting in her hand. Then at the white knight emblem. For the first time... She realized the chessboard her father kept talking about wasn't symbolic anymore. The players were revealing themselves. One piece at a time.

Thunder continued to bellow and it didn’t look like the storm had any plans of stopping any minute. I went in front of the fireplace to keep myself warm. There was a beautiful wood coffee table beside me. The sides were engraved with flowers and vines. The varnished table top had checkered patterns in the center. It took me a moment to realize that the patterns made up a chessboard. I smiled. It was cleverly done. It was very well-fitting for the owner of the house who happened to be a chess master. “You wanna play?” Hunter asked behind me. I turned around to look at him. He’d been watching me look at his chessboard coffee table.

Pearl said sweetly to the girls. "Well, Miss Pearl," Kate finally said, "I hate to be the one to tell you this, but Mister was deemed the loser tonight and now the Castle belongs to Caine and his family." Pearl looked like she had been punched in her face. Like she straight up didn't understand the words that were coming out of Kate's mouth.

Maybe Ben can use it to find them, but I doubt it. I tilt my head and ask, “What about my bishop or bishops? What can you tell me about them?” The Supreme Elder still looks blankly at me, while her smirk grows slightly. Well, I guess that is better than absolutely nothing. She calmly replies, “One looks like a bishop, but is actually a pawn, while the other Bishop you may miss if you blink.” What the heck?? These riddles are really starting to get on my nerves. I’m just hoping that Ben can figure out her crazy talk.

Lucy and Annie exchanged a knowing glance, smiling to each other. I ignored their petty scheme and turned back to my phone. The spacious apartment fell silent for a few seconds. Then Lucy suddenly shrieked, "Oh my God—look who that is!" She pressed herself against the balcony window, craning her neck to look down. "That's William Lucia! Why is the heir to the Lucia family downstairs?" Annie and Jennifer rushed over immediately. "No way—it really is him! What's he doing at our building? Don't tell me he's waiting for his girlfriend?"

“It would probably be safer to send them to the countryside-” “No, because father would expect you to do just that. He’s going to expect us to do something or attempt to… It’s like a game of chess.” Conor replied with a frown. What is chess? Is it a card game too? “We are playing against a man who has more tricks than we have options.”

"Do not provoke me, old woman. I am Caesar Augusto, Re de Cross and your god." Mother Cross chuckled, humorlessly. "Do not forget yourself, Caesar. You are no god of mine." "Really? So you think I have no power over you? You think I do not rule you?" There was a small pregnant silence. "A queen is the most important piece in the game of chess." And right on cue, Jessica walked in. She was dressed in a blood-red gown, adorned in gold. She looked like prophecy fulfilled. Caesar inhaled sharply. "There she is. My queen," he said.