A Fair Game of Chess

Mischievous Puck, your flower has once again struck where it should not. Beguiling the eyes and the minds to love those that they should not. Oh! Wicked Robin, how dare you convolute something so precious into a farce. Making my love into your game with players to take me down. My dear Goodfellow, i shall not play this game of yours, for my heart is at stake. But with this rook coming for the queen, the king evading, and the fair knight distracted from his duty... what choice do I have? Little Fairy- i shall break your rook if you continue to advance it! My white knight shall ride to me eventually -and if my knight is lost- then for certain i shall capture the king. Silly fae- if my knight is not lost then he shall become king for it is this queen's decision and not yours as to what moves i make inside the court of play. Did I mention? Checkmate