The king dabbled with the rook more focusing on it till the glass it was made up shimmered a melting red glow, which forced the kings hand to the knight, however he stops and moves it to a pawn, a small smirk growing on his lips as he moves down to the queen, his pointer tracing it slowly eyes glued on it between lines of the several timed read parchment he had already signed. His heart was racing though he attempted to keep his mind from the excitement building in his lower half. He just couldn't He lays his head down with a sigh.<br/><br/>Just as tghe frustrated sound slips past his lips the Lord jolts up with a loud gasp. "Talia!" he exclames pushing the chess pieces away as if he had been doing something naughty. "Your in your silk robe...?" he tilts his head still in shock not thinking as well as he use to beable to. "It looks nice on you. Is something wrong?"