A Game Of Chess
I looked up into his crystal blue eyes. Hypnotized, caught by that mesmerizing stare. Everything else seemed to blink out of existence. He seemed to dive right through my eyes and into my soul. I felt stripped, and so very vulnerable in front of him… Yet there was no way for me to look somewhere else. The black pool of his pupils seemed to drown me ever further, and ice blue to trap me in.
I was frozen. Caught. And he knew it. The curve of his lip pulled up very faintly, betraying the thought that came through his mind. "Caught and trapped my prey" he probably thought. A part of me relished in drowning in his presence, in his very existence, and the other screamed to get away, as far as possible.
And yet there I remained, until I finally found the courage to look aside, as if uninterested by him. The act caught him by surprise, and he widened his eyes. Quickly recovering though, he wondered where I had found such courage to oppose him. The thought of it irritated him and fascinated him at once. Cold sparks lit up his gaze now. I gave him a sideways glance, as a "oh-yeah-you're-here" kind of look. The sparks turned to little flames of anger. How far should I push this?
If you wish to live, not THAT far….
Thanks brain….like THAT wasn't obvious enough for me.
I waited for his reaction patiently, and repressed every urge to laugh at his face. He wasn't the only one with pride, or personal principles or morals. He guessed me testing him. Like a perfect game of chess, invisible, precise, calculated, and daring. Yes, I was having fun.
What person, sane of mind would go this far for this? I must be out of my mind…
I won the first round, and he knew it. It pissed him off. He would never admit it. With a movement ever so small, he summoned the guards and had them bring me to his dungeons.
"Take her away. I shall deal with her later." His high, arrogant stature was back, but he twitched, almost invisible, when he saw my small smile, hidden behind my hair.