Silence filled the room, as Askeladd and his beloved wife, you, were sitting opposite each other, thinking about the next move you would make. Your eyes never left the chessboard, walking along it, imagining tens and hundreds of possibilities.

Askeladd hesitated a few times, but eventually made his move, staring back at you with a small smirk, bringing his hand to his bearded chin. On the other hand, you were crouched on the chair, in L Lawliet's style. Your expression was flat, unreadable. You moved the Queen, a seemingly idiotic move, at least so it seemed in Askeladd's eyes.

«It's not like you to make mistakes like that, dear. What, are you bored? I usually only manage to win when you get tired of playing."

You had exposed it, giving him the chance to eat it with the tower. This was exactly what you wanted. A seemingly stupid move, that actually hid a brilliant tactics. That way, he was too concentrated on the Queen, that he didn't realize that his King was actually now exposed too. A move that he couldn't fix.

«Checkmate, I win.»

His eyes widened, as he smiled gritting his teeth:«How the hell...»