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“Checkmate,” Antonin stated, knocking over Ron's bishop. Ron stared at the board a moment, double checking that every move would only put his king in danger. A smile spread to his face as he nodded, tilting over his king.
“Good game, although, it did take you how many tries to finally best me?” he asked, flashing Antonin a flirty smile, glad the love of his life was almost as good at chess as him.