The Beauty in the Chess Game

Blurb:

Blurb 1:

She married him three times...

The first marriage, into a game of chess!

The thoughtfulness and care he showed her by day, the tender affection he gave her by night, were all just pieces he had carefully arranged and polished for the game.

The second marriage, into the palace!

In her heart, all his careful consideration and deep devotion had nothing to do with her, but with the shadow she represented.

The third marriage, into a dream!

The morning sun wakes the captivating woman on the bed. She smiles and sighs: What happened to my wedding night?

Blurb 2:

At the edge of a cliff, with no way out, she goes alone, intending to die.

In a bizarre twist of fate, the man quietly watching from the sidelines protects her. She decides: From now on, she won't fear living a humble life by his side, nor will she fear dying a terrible death with him.

"To hold your hand and grow old together."

In one moment, he gives her a promise of lifelong devotion; in the next, he draws her into his game of chess.

The thoughtfulness and care he showed her by day, the tender affection he gave her by night, were all just pieces he had carefully arranged and polished for the game.

In a world of treacherous schemes and dark times, whose game is he caught up in now?

When the dust settles, will she choose a soft body that has lost all feeling, or the truth of a love carved to the bone and a hatred just as intense?

She says: Since I don't know where I'll end up even if I stay alive, perhaps death isn't such a bad resting place.

She uses her death to punish him with an eternal divide between the living and the dead!

He says: Without her, how is he supposed to endure a lonely, freezing life?

He stakes his life to win redemption and a lifetime together!

Note:

This story is entirely fictional and has no historical basis.

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