With a heavy heart and a guilty conscience, I kneel at the arched entrance to a magnificent castle overlooking a valley on the outskirts of Riverbed... and awaiting the arrival of a Chess Goddess.
I heard through the grapevine that the Press Secretary finished his first day of flying lessons at Camp Voliya. Every day of his lessons is a day less of him serving me. I decided to send him a text summoning him to my farmstead
