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B - RankMorgan: Beatrice!Beatrice: Hm? What is it that you want with now, boy?Morgan: Another few games of chess! This time, I wont lose!Beatrice: … Quite the big talk for someone who lost twelve in a row. I suppose I’ll grace your request, seeing as my time is quite open as of now.Morgan: Alright.. but this time, you’ll be white!……Beatrice: And another victory. Do you ever get tired of losing, boy?Morgan: Nope! Because I’ve claimed a victory in my theory!Beatrice: Oh? Do enlighten me, then.Morgan: Whenever I seem to play white, you seem to always go for my knights first. Beatrice: ?!Morgan: When I was black this time, you took on a completely different strategy and let my knights through this time! I’m not quite sure why, but it’s definitely something!Beatrice: You..!Morgan: H-Hey hey now, it’s just a game! What’s the matter?! W-Was it something I said?! I-Is there just something about the white knights that offends you?!Beatrice: … Not the knight itself, but the steed. Pardon me. Something just came up.Morgan: A white steed..?
A - RankMorgan: W-Whooooaaaa!! C-Calm down, please! I-I’m just.. trying to.. get you to.. keep.. still..!!Beatrice: Boy, what are you prattling on about n—Morgan: O-Oh! Hello there.. Beatrice! I—Whoa.. whoa.. easy now..Beatrice: That.. what is that?Morgan: A.. A white horse! Or.. pony, rather.. I scowered the village all throughout.. and was lucky to find someone.. willing to let me borrow her! S-So.. what exactly.. is your problem with.. a white horse..?!Beatrice: .. The image of a white horse is not what bothers me. It’s the thought of such. The thought reminds me of a trampled promise.. but the sight of it rekindles.. something.Morgan: .. S-So.. was this something that..?Beatrice: Morgan. I must commend your tactical abilities. You’ve done what I thought you couldn’t. Played a move.. I could not see.Morgan: O-Oh! So.. so that’s good then! I’m glad you feel that way, then..!! I-If you’d like I.. I don’t have to return.. the pony to the village until tonight.. perhaps.. perhaps you’d like some time with it?Beatrice: I think not. Unless perchance a gallant knight was atop, I have no interest.Morgan: Then perhaps a gallant tactician would be a fine enough substitute? If you’re still interested.Beatrice: Heh. Make that two moves, I suppose.
S - RankBeatrice: A white pony huh.. I suppose a tactician by any other name. Morgan: Beatrice? May I? Beatrice: Morgan, quite the impeccable timing, you were just on my mind. What is it that you require?Morgan: I’ve been thinking about our games of chess, and there’s so much you can teach me to become a better person!Beatrice: Stater of the obvious. But continue.Morgan: But the more I thought about it, I not only want to become a better person for myself but.. to become a better man for you. Which is why I got you this! Beatrice: This.. is a ring.. is it not? One used for.. ah, so I see.. I suppose this is the third move I couldn’t have seen coming..Morgan: Oh.. so then.. your answer’s most likely—Beatrice: Yes. How the tables have turned, have they not? An answer that’s caught you off guard.Morgan: O-Oh! Then.. then that’s perfect for me! I swear it on this ring that I’ll become someone worthy enough of you in time!Beatrice: You’ve one more promise to keep. I wish to ride upon that white horse one day with my gallant knight. You will become him, will you not?Morgan: Of course.. I promise I’ll recreate the image from your dreams itself!Beatrice: Then there’s nothing else to argue about the issue. Lets both keep surprising each other, then.












