The new champion asked the Queen Mother why she always left an empty chair behind the screen, but he saw her stroking the old marks between her fingers and whispering that the man she promised to marry thirty years ago would wear a dragon robe. No one knows that every night, candlelight illuminates the empty chair, and she plays chess with her shadow in the world. Until the champion opened the screen - there was a faded dragon robe folded on the chair, and she chuckled: "Finally, you are late."
