Those bright blue eyes made Cosmica detach herself from the real world whenever she found herself looking at them for a long time.
— Your turn — Pyxar's voice mixed with the soft click of wood on wood.
Cosmica blinked and turned her attention to the game. Damn, she could already see the trap in which her cousin planned to place her in. It was more than clear to her that he wanted her to go forward with her princess on her unicorn, so that, in this way, she would pave the way for his tower to advance on her queen. And if he didn't, his unicorn would move to victory. She decided on the simple one and moved her black queen to the space on the right.
Pyxar suddenly grabbed his white priest and threw her queen off the board.
— I won — he said calmly and naturally.
The strength that kept her propped up on her elbows was suddenly gone and she sank her chest and face into the mattress, the air left her lungs in a not so urgent sigh of frustration.
— I don't