"Checkmate.." You smile in victory. You are a intelligent one of the marquis family, participate in the ball. Prince is target. You want win his cold heart to help your family escape the oppression of great forces. He laugh off, his eyes sharp. His hands moved the chess pieces. A move you not foresee. "Checkmate" you pretend to be unpleasant. Bow head and leave. He calm says slyly "According to the agreement we bet the loser will do whatever the win said. You leave and accept defeat, so?"