In His Majesty the King's tent.
The chessboard had transformed from a grid of black and white squares into warriors, shooters, siege engines...
Losa calculated the points and realized that even if he used the last "Sunny Day" card in his hand, he could not turn the tide of the game, so he decisively conceded by discarding the card.
"I lost."
He slumped in his chair, unceremoniously grabbed a wooden cup from the side, and drank the tea inside in one gulp.
From chess to Gwent Card, he lost terribly in both, just like when playing chess or cards with Prajna, utterly crushed. It seems Baldwin IV showed some mercy this time.
"Your Majesty, your wisdom in strategic placement is truly unmatched by me. No wonder the central army under your command remains as steady as a mountain despite changing situations. Next time you invite me, let's play dice instead."
Unless cheating, dice rely purely on luck. He felt only by playing such games did he have a chance of winning against Baldwin IV.
