ENCHANTED- BY LOVE (completed)

61.1

"What are their names?" I asked him.

"It's a waste of time to learn names of bastards," Nanda commented.

"Well I learned your name," I countered and Nanda angrily glared at me.

"I just what to know what the Queen will be dealing with," I explained.

"You don't need their names for that. I can tell you, in a language you understand the best" Kanda said and began explaining as we both looked at the men walking in together from the huge door.

"The man at the leftmost corner, is like the pawn of chess," Nanda started, "Young, inexperienced, the first to step up, and the one who takes the dirty risks on others command because the rest don't see him as equals."

"Also the most handsome," I said outloud just to annoy him.

"Say that again about him or anyone else and I am sending you back to the crowd," Nanada warned.

"Such an angry man you are!" I complained, "Fine, continue."

"The man beside him is the rook," Nanda continued, "the only man who even has the slightest of my respects. Only speaks facts and statistics, no manipulation, accepts defeat with grace."

"Hmmm," I nodded.

"The man to the rightmost, with the beard is the guy I hate the most. He is like a bishop. Cross questioning, manipulation, personal attacks, basically whatever it takes to confuse the other person and make them question themselves."

"The Queen should probably be very careful around him," I commented and the general nodded.

"The one to his left," he continued, "is the knight. He only speaks when he thinks things are going out of control and completely changes the viewpoint and brings it to something that is in their favor."

"How would he be able to do that?" I asked confused.

"Hopefully the Queen moves past the first three hurdles and then you will see," the general replied.

"What about the old man in the mid-" I paused as I noticed that the intellectuals are walking towards us.

"Greetings sir, general," the old man greeted respectively.

The general simply nodded. 

So rude!

"Your wife?" he genuinely asked.

"No sir, she is a friend," the general replied sounding so reluctant to even continue the conversation.

"Frienship between a man and a women? World has gotten strange," the bishop commented and laughed along with the pawn and the knight, but were quickly silenced by an angry glare from their leader ~ the old man!

The old man continued angrily looking for a while before turning his attention back to the general. "Your eyes are sending death threats general," he said outloud, "Should we be concerned about going against your beloved Queen?"

"Think well, sir," the general replied with zero hesitations, "Should you?"

Did he just.....openely threaten the intellectuals!?

The old man smiled. "We will find a capable warrior to be our guardian, sir," he calmly replied before walking away while the rest of the intellectuals followed suit glancing us as if we are the most insignificant of the people.

"The old man doesn't seem to be that bad," I commented.

"That's what the king says," the general replied.