"Perhaps that is all it is, after all," he said, "the meaningless movement of bits of wood on a checkered surface."
"And love," I said, "is only a disturbance in the glands and music only a stirring in the air."
"And yet it is all I know," he said.
"Kaissa, like love and music, is its own justification," I said. "It requires no other."
"I have lived for it," he said. "I know nothing else… In times of darkness, it has sometimes been all that has stood between me and my own knife."
"You did not wish for me to discipline the slave," I said.
"No," he said.
"Do you like her?" I asked.
"I live for Kaissa," he said.
"She is a sexy little slut," I said.
"I know nothing of the management of women," he said.
"It is your move," I said.
"Do you wish to continue the game?" he asked.
"If it is alright with you," I said, "I would not mind it."
"I thought you might not wish to do so," he said.
"No," I said. "It is all right with me."
"I will offer you a draw, if you like," he said.
"You are very generous," I said.
He inclined his head, graciously.
"You are joking, of course," I said.
"No," he said, puzzled.
"I have a winning position," I said.
"Ah!" he said, suddenly. "So that is why you would not comment on the game in the presence of the slave. You wished to protect me from her scorn."
"Something like that," I admitted, shrugging.
"That was really very thoughtful of you," he said. "I must insist that you accept a draw."
"With your permission," I said, "I would prefer to play the game to its conclusion."
"This is the first time in my life," he said, "that I have ever offered someone a draw as a gift."
"I am sure I am appreciative of the gesture," I said.
"But you do not accept?" he asked.
"No," I said.
"Very well," he said.
"I have a winning position," I said.
"Do you really think so?" he asked.
"Yes," I said.
"Interesting," he said.
"I have a protected Rider of the High Tharlarion at Ubar's Initiate Eight. When I move him to Ubar's Initiate Nine you can prevent capture of Home Stone only by giving up your Ubara. After that the outcome of the game is a foregone conclusion."
He regarded me, not speaking.
"It is your move," I said.
"That is what you seem to have forgotten," he said.
"I do not understand," I said.
He swept his Ubara down the board, removing the Spearman I had posted at my Ubar's Initiate Three.
"That Spearman is protected," I said, "by the Spearman at Ubar's Builder Two."
"Threat to Home Stone," he said. To be sure, his Ubara now threatened the Home Stone.
"I will permit you to withdraw the move," I said.
"Threat to Home Stone," he said.
"That move costs you your Ubara," I said. "Further, you are losing it for a mere Spearman, not even a Rider of the High Tharlarion. Further, when I remove it from the board, my Rider of the High Tharlarion is but one move from capture of Home Stone."
"Threat to Home Stone," he said.
"Very well," I said. I removed his Ubara from the board, replacing it with the Spearman I had previously had at Ubar's Builder Two. The move was forced, of co8urse. I could not move the Home Stone to Ubar's Builder One because that square was covered by his Scribe at Ubara's Scribe Four. "My Rider of the High Tharlarion is but one move from capture of Home Stone," I reminded him.
"But it is my move," he said.
He then advanced his Spearman at Ubar's Builder Eight to Ubar's Builder Nine. This was now possible, of course, because I had had to open that file, taking the Spearman from it to capture his Ubara, the move forced in the circumstances. One must, as long as it is possible, protect the Home Stone.
"Threat to Home Stone," he observed.
His advancing Spearman, a mere Spearman, now forked my Home Stone and Builder. The Spearman is not permitted retreat. It, after its initial move, may move only one space at a time. This move may be directly or diagonally forward, or sideways. It, like the chess pawn, can capture only diagonally.
I could not move my Home Stone in front of the Spearman, even if I had wished to do so, because of his Scribe's coverage from afar of that square, Ubar's Builder One. Similarly, even if I had had the option in the circumstances, which I did not, I could not have brought my Builder to that square for defensive purposes without exposing it to the attack of the same piece. I now began to suspect that what I had thought had been a rather weak, easily averted threat of capture of Home Stone, the earlier alignment of his Ubara and Scribe on that crucial diagonal, might actually have had a somewhat different, more latent, more insidious purpose. Similarly, even if his Scribe had not been placed where it was, it would not have been rational in this specific game situation, though it would have been a possible move, to place my Home Stone at Ubar's Builder One. If I had done so this would have permitted the diagonal move of the Spearman to his War's Initiate Ten, my Ubar's Initiate One, at which point it would doubtless have been promoted to a Rider of the High Tharlarion, thusly effecting capture of Home Stone. The defense of my Builder, on which I was relying, would in such a case have been negated by the placement of my own Home Stone, which would then have been inserted between it and the attacking piece. But, as it was, because of the Scribe's coverage of Ubar's Builder One, my move was forced. I could move only to, and must move to, Ubar's Initiate Two. It appeared I must lose my Builder. I eyes my Rider of the High Tharlarion at Ubar's Initiate Eight. I needed only a respite of one move to effect capture of Home Stone.
"Your Home Stone is under attack," he reminded me.
"I am well aware of that," I said.
"You have one and only one possible move," he pointed out.
"I know," I said. "I know."
"Perhaps you should make it," he suggested.
"Very well," I said. I moved my Home Stone to Ubar's Initiate Two. A Spearman who attains the rear rank of the enemy has the option of being promoted, if promotion is desired, to either a Tarnsman or a Rider of the High Tharlarion. The Tarnsman is generally regarded as the more valuable piece. Indeed, in many adjudication procedures the Tarnsman is valued at eight points and the Rider of the High Tharlarion at only two. I did not think he would directly advance his Spearman to Ubar's Builder Ten, even though it was now protected, the file opened behind it, by his Builder at Ubar's Builder One. I now began to suspect that the placement of his Builder on that file might not have been an accident, no more than the rather irritating placement of his Scribe at Ubara's Scribe Four. If he did advance it in that fashion, promoting it presumably to a Rider of the High Tharlarion, to bring the Home Stone under immediate attack, and prevent me from advancing my own Rider of the High Tharlarion to Ubar's Initiate Nine, finishing the game, I would take it with my Builder. He would then, of course, retake with his Builder. On the other hand, this exchange would sacrifice his advanced Spearman. I expected him rather, then, to take the Builder and then, with impunity, promote his Spearman to a Tarnsman at his Ubar's Scribe Ten, my Ubar's Scribe One. If he did this, however, it would give me the move I needed to effect capture of Home Stone, by advancing my Rider of the High Tharlarion to the coveted Ubar's Initiate Nine. I mopped my brow. He had miscalculated. The game was still mine!
"Spearman to Ubar's Initiate Ten," he said, moving the Spearman neither to Ubar's Building Ten, nor to Ubar's Scribe Ten, taking the Builder. This placed it behind my Home Stone. "Rider of the High Tharlarion," he said, replacing the Spearman now with the appropriate piece. "Threat to Home Stone," he then said.
"I can take it with my Builder," I said.
"Indeed," he said, "you must do so. You have no other move."