Millions of Tiny Mirrors
I continued to watch Princess playing with her food, more than a little impressed with her deadly accuracy. Each time she struck out, she took her pound of flesh. Literally. She would slash out at the defenseless queen and pop whatever chunk she had taken off the other queen into her mouth.
"You are going to get indigestion," I called out. Princess turned her head and looked at me. I had gotten into a very comfortable position, leaning against the corridor wall, my ankles crossed and my arms folded across my chest.
Midnight mirrored my position on my right side while GA relaxed on my left. I would be willing to put any amount of money on the fact that GA was carefully studying the movements of the two queens, filing away their weaknesses as well as their strengths.
I didn't know about him, but I had yet to see any weaknesses in Princess.