Chapters (68)
- Biding Time
- Dedication
- Table of Contents
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Acknowledgments
- Other Titles by Lyn Gardner
- Going on Red
- Choices
- Born Out of Wedlock
- Give Me A Reason
- Mistletoe
“No. Two years ago, we made a deal, and I have no intention of trying to barter my way out of it. Of all the things you’ve taught me, it’s the one not found in any book that’s made the most impact on me—integrity,” Bennett said, taking the time to place the knight back onto the chessboard before turning back to Max. “Since becoming your student, you’ve never once made me feel less than, even though I was. You haven’t tried to deceive me. You haven’t lied to me, and by sitting me at that table with Simeon, you put your trust in me. I can’t speak for the monster, but the man I’ve come to know has unwavering principles. Not only haven’t you gone back on any of the promises you’ve made me, Max, but you’ve also gone above and beyond them.”
“How so?”
“I can’t say unless you promise no retribution for those who’ve given me word of my children.”
Max sat forward in his seat. “Go on.”
“Promise?”
“Of course,” Max said, waving his hand. “Capable staff is too hard to come by to lop off their heads on a whim.”
Bennett had grown to appreciate Max’s quick wit, and it showed on her face. “You said you would have two wagons taken to my village every year, yet instead of two, one leaves the castle every season loaded with supplies and livestock. Those taking the wagons have told me that my children are being well cared for by a good family and that you gave that family more land to grow their crops. Since I’ve come to terms with my situation, I see no reason why I shouldn’t want to put your friend Simeon in his place. You have shown me patience, and as befuddling as it is, you’ve also shown me respect.”
“You’ve earned that.”
“Maybe so, but you’re losing the respect of your peers because of me,” Bennett said, stepping closer to the desk. “What better way to earn some of that back than to teach me how to play chess, well enough that I can beat Simeon?”
“I can’t teach you how to beat him. Chess doesn’t work that way. Chess isn’t like a card game where almost everything is based on the luck of the draw. Chess is all about strategy. Knowing how the pieces move is simple, but recognizing the difference between an offensive opening play and a defensive one, not so much. You need to be able to plot your opening and then think three, four, even five moves ahead at all times so you can see all the combinations…and remember them.”
“And you’re saying you don’t think I can do that?”
“Christ, is that challenge I hear in your tone?” Max said with a laugh. “Why am I not surprised?”