and deftly she moved the piece. it was a knight, perfectly played, the leap bypassing walls of pawns.
he was slackjawed, dumbfounded. "but- but i thought you said you didn't know how to play."
she smiled, wide-eyed, mysterious. "i don't," she said curtly. and rising up to go, her face already turned away: "i only know how to win."
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