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Chapter XX: The Whispering Game of Nobles and Knights
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Chapter XX: The Whispering Game of Nobles and Knights

"And with that final stroke, the game concludes, noble sir," Christabel declared, her bishop capturing the opposing king with silent finality upon the arcane chessboard, each piece hand-sculpted and imbued with subtle charm sigils.

The aristocratic gentleman who lost to her maintained his composure without showing any signs of anger. His face glowed with unbridled curiosity as if he had just found a new star pattern through a telescope lens.

"Astounding! Simply thrilling! The game reveals multiple concealed patterns while offering an infinite number of possible combinations. I constantly predict six possible moves ahead in my mind.

Christabel chuckled with genteel delight. She shared his initial fascination with chess when Elias showed her the game during their first encounter.

I long to obtain this divine intellectual and spiritual game for myself. Nay, I must share it! The challenge of this game will bring joy to everyone who pla
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