"What do you want to do?" Anne asked at the young black-rimmed young boy with black hair that was now playing a chess game with her.
"Nothing," John said as he moved his piece.
"Don't try to fool me," Anne moved her other piece and took his pawn, "come on, tell me."
"There is nothing," John insisted and moved his horse. "It is true., my princess."
"What do you want for telling me?" Anne said as she moved her bishop to take his horse. "I can give you anything…" she took a piece of fruit tart and put it into his plate to tempt him.
It was the greatest way for her to make him believe in her goodwill. However, the young man didn't fall into her hands.
"I am on a diet," he said as he slid the piece of tart to her with a tear falling down his right eye. "I can't allow myself to be tempted."
