Eiffel Chess

I was taking my wonderful chocolate and eggplant muffins out of the oven when the phone rang.
I recognized the Buckingham Palace number and knew right away that the Queen needed me again.
Lord Butterscotch, the French nation expects a lot from you. They are so distraught that they have turned to you. I am sure you know what it means for them to ask our help; you must understand the situation is urgent. The Eiffel Tower has vanished, and the Champ-de-Mars is deserted. You must take action.
Her Majesty hung up abruptly. I spent a few moments cleaning the kitchen. The muffins could wait.