This evening was rather slow, so I went for a walk. The city and its populace change so often these days, it’s usually nice to reacquaint myself.
I happened to become peckish, so I headed to the CocoaJava cafe’ for some cocoa and cake.
That was when I heard some noise from above. Voices, and then clearer, giggles. Someone was snogging on the rooftop.
Well, thought I, I’m no stranger to a bit of dropping of the eaves. I noted a series of ladders had been established around the back of the building, leading from the ground level up several tiers to the rooftop space.
Quietly, I climbed up as far as I could without being seen, to catch a glimpse of the unsuspecting lovebirds. I almost fell off the ladder when I saw who it was.
Stargirl Macbain, that conniving, self-important, vicious, er, you know…
…and Mr. Loosestrife! I don’t have to tell you what I believe him to be, Diary. I only would like to confirm it one of these days.
Curious, indeed. Very curious. Pieces have begun to move off the chessboard.
Perhaps I have been aiming at the wrong color king. It’s time to go speak to the black king again and see what power play the knight can make.