En passant

"En passant."

Aries took out a pawn on the chessboard, placing it on the side, along with a few pawns. Her lips curled up, gazing up at the person across the round table. 

"Come on, Abel. You're not even trying." She leaned back while Abel grinned playfully.

"I am trying," he argued and shrugged. "It's just you're good at it."

"Not as good as you." 

"Well… I doubt." He laughed, studying the expression plastered on her face. Her eyes flickered triumphantly, yet she kept her demure in check. 

How sexy.

"So? Didn't you say you will give him mercy?" His brows rose, batting his eyes ever so tenderly. "The banished prince. I thought you had forgiven him."

"You didn't seriously think of that, did you?" 

"Well, don't mind me. I'm just the type of person who voices out my thoughts when I'm watching something and I always leave room for all possibilities."