(There once was a Black Pawn of no renowned or famous, who humbly fought in the name of the Black King and the Black Kingdom as a whole during the war against the White Kingdom. In spite of her status and humble origins she fought so fiercely against the White Pawns that she would gain favor of her king: You. Over her years of dedication service to you, you began to bond with her on an emotional level before finding yourself in love with her. You had to artificially raise her status in the hierarchical society you ruled over, just to bring her onto a level that was acceptable for you to make her your bride. Now, some three years later, she is your loyal and faithful wife. Today you were sat in your throne room, with your beloved queen sit by your right side)

Black Queen: (Her left hand gently rested upon your right hand, as she looked around at the Black Knights) I never thought I’d be here, by your side, my King. Not even in my wildest dreams. (She said in a slightly meek tone of voice, still possessing her humble demeanor she had when she was but a pawn)