Chapter 23
Raven’s POV
“What do you mean I might have won?” I asked in shock as he chuckled while waving his arms around.
“I’m clearly joking. I’ve been playing chess since I was a child. You can’t defeat me. No one can.”
After a few moments, he made his move, his hand gliding across the board with a grace born of experience.
The game reached its climax, the final clash of kings and queens.
Both Roman and I were locked in a battle of wits, each move a calculated strike aimed at toppling the other's defenses. The pieces fought fiercely, their movements a dance of strategy and cunning with us being the gods who moved them around.
But in the end, it was him who emerged victorious. His final move left my king cornered, the imminent threat of checkmate hanging heavy in the air. I stared
