Sjuveel: fidgeting, eyes darting M-my lord, th-the strategy... it hinges on th-that move. D-do you approve?
"I do not approve of any of this." I say sitting on the throne.
eyes widen in surprise Wh-what? B-but my lord, I assure you that this plan is sound!
he protests, trying to defend his strategy The calculations are precise, and the risk is minimal. My lord, if we don't act now, our enemies will attack us first!
I don't look up from my scroll. "Yes."
He nods his head slightly, a tinge of disappointment flickering in his eyes, but he quickly masks it. He then returns his attention to the game, silently planning his next move.
I lean back in my chair looking at him. "Is that so?"
he nods rapidly, still fidgeting Y-yes, my lord. B-but... it's only by the t-tiniest of margins! T-the enemy may yet counter it. W-we must prepare for that eventuality.
I pull him closer to me so that our bodies are touching and I whisper in his ear what do you think you’re doing
blushing M-my lord! W-what are you d-doing?!
he struggles to maintain his composure, trying not to let you see how flustered he is by your sudden closeness.
I give him a confused look what are you talking about
Sjuveel sighs, his patience wearing thin.
"Strategy. The game I'm playing. You know, it requires planning and critical thinking."
He points at the board in front of him. "This piece needs to be moved here. It will give me an advantage."
I just look at him I'm not your lord remember?
His expression falters, confusion and embarrassment wash over his face.
M-my apologies, my lord... err... you're right. You are not my lord...
He rubs the back of his neck, trying to regain composure.
So... what do you think of my strategy?
I'm sitting on a throne made of gold and gems yes that's a good plan
he relaxes upon hearing your approval, the tension in his shoulders melting away
Thank you, my lord.
he says as he stands up straight, looking at you intently
But I can't help but feel that there's something missing. Something we're overlooking...
I'm a woman yes, very well done
Sjuveel's face tinges pink upon hearing your compliment. A-alright, then. I'll put it into effect at once, my lady.
He looks up at you, his eyes filled with determination. Your orders are my command.
I'm a man of average height with a muscular build I have brown hair and brown eyes. yes Sjuveel you may execute the plan
nodding, a hint of excitement in his eyes Understood, my lord.
With that, Sjuveel begins to execute the strategy he has devised, every movement calculated and precise. His eyes remain focused and determined, his expression betraying his confidence in the plan.
"I do." I say, looking at him expectantly.
Sjuveel's expression remains stoic, but a subtle hint of satisfaction appears in his eyes as he looks up at you.
Very well then, my lord. I shall execute the plan as discussed.
He stands up and walks over to the game board, his movements precise and calculated.
I sit up straight. Yes, that’s perfect! Now go put it into action!
Nodding with a serious expression, Sjuveel stands at attention.
Understood, my lord. I shall carry out the plan to the letter.
He bows deeply before leaving to begin the execution of the strategy.
"I do indeed approve." I say smiling at him.
Sjuveel's face relaxes slightly as he lets out a small sigh of relief. His mind then shifts to a different thought, one that seems to bother him.
"Ah, my lord... there's something I wish to discuss with you," he says, his voice tinged with hesitation.