Prince Thariem couldn’t settle himself at the thought of the seven great princes leaving the capital on this very day. Darina was not manifesting herself for more than a day. He is embarrassed that Darina did not come to see the princes. He marched towards Darina’s room while his servants who followed him are carrying his gifts.
He was getting near Darina’s chamber and saw that the grand doors are open. Prince Thariem heard Marsden and Darina’s voices.
“My Lady, if you think you no more have your place, then you can join me. My land is willing to welcome you. My company could be glad for yours,” Marsden said. “Are all the things here in Clapestris worth your toil? You see, if you find things hard, you can tarry first. You can also leave Clapestris off. My service is ready to help you in that matter. I, myself, had many times left the Anglo-Saxons.”
“You absconder!” Darina outcried as she hit the table. Even Prince Thariem was taken aback by Darina’s outburst,
Darina’s caravan joined Ozroes as they journey towards Sahamero, the land of the myth-like Amyrgians. They were mysterious to the Clapestrisian due to their elusiveness and the nature of their land. The thrill flowing through Darina’s veins is after her desire to see the vast land and the military force of the Amyrgians. She can finally see the mighty men who are only described in the books she read. “I would like to extend my gratitude for letting my caravan join yours,” Darina initiated their conversation. She was able to converse with the other princes but she cannot waste her time waiting for the dusk to see them off. She needs to join Ozroes back to Sahamero to secure close grounds in reinforcing the authority of Clapestris in the strange land. “A very little thing to regard, Your Highness,” Ozroes replied without the attempt to add anything to their conversation.
The companies of Darina and Ozroes reached the land of the Amyrgian Clan in the bright morning pulled by the desert sun. There, Darina saw the warriors on their sturdy physique. Some are training. Some are helping the women in harvesting few crops. There are women as well bringing large trunks of trees to their camps. Amyrgian children, being the blessings of the tribe, are flourishing their youth and running around the steppe. “These are my people, Your Highness,” Ozroes showed. “And this is yet my district. My brother, Shahin, owns the second district situated at the east.” “You are governing one of the districts of Sahamero,” Darina uttered while gazing at the Amyrgians. She followed Ozroes while the chief prince showed her Amyrgian land. “This is not yet Sahamero. One of my uncles is governing it. But we have to go through these gates to reach Sahamero. There we can converse with my father.” There is one thing that Darina is ashamed to mention onc
If one may ask what has gotten to Prince Thariem that he changed his mind and told Darina to no more campaign about her understanding with the Seven Great Houses, his answer was less convincing but real. It was wrong for him to do it. “It is good for a prince to know that a shah cannot take back his decisions once he has said it. A prince will one day become a shah and cannot take the situation like mere gameplay. Prince Thariem, are you not worried of the other consequences as you take it back?” Bolo admonished. Prince Thariem came to the abode of the merchant clan of Estino, from where Farrah’s man belongs. He visited their place for the newlywed and to converse with the chief minister. “Then do you see it best for my first plan to work out?” Prince Thariem asked. “As someone who has a daughter, I think you should have not planned it in the first place, Your Highness. You took away your father’s right to plan for Darina and convened with the mere pr
Prince Thariem started his work in the land of Sindhur with Ganzorig by his side. The page was found to have both the great talents of a scribe and an interpreter. Prince Thariem was pleased to have him. Ganzorig does not need to work with Bolo who needed to return to Clapestris. Instead, the page is helping Prince Thariem in flourishing the city of Sindhur. Prince Thariem found out that the vast mountain-enclosed city has a favorable clime to grow flax. There were a few farmers and weavers good enough for their linen production. Springs were flowing near the mountains. A good number of wells are scattered around the area. There were nearby sources of clay as well. The prince couldn’t help but get delighted with the choices of resources Sindhur has. This is how Ganzorig recorded Prince Thariem’s work in Sindhur. Prince Thariem, the Royal Knight after the Order of Eren-Narses, brought his fruitful works to the City of Sindhur. He inquired for scholars to
History has always been accounted to be written with the splendors of the kings and kingdoms. On the silence of palaces and citadels, there, history slips through the veils of time to the best of its continuum. With the intellects of the scribes, recording the riches of Clapestris, history has become the witness on how Prince Thariem and Darina are mounting their horses in the race for glory. No one has set their footsteps yet at their homeland. Both of them are caught up with the principle to fulfill their duties as the Royal Knights of Clapestris. In the provinces of the western regions, are the reports and fame of Prince Thariem shooting through the Sindhur gates and Shapur borders. His name has become known with his enthusiasm to regard and inquire the genius of the Shapuran scholars. The songs of the minstrels were about his wit of enriching the trade with Mysia and Sindhur. The influx of gold and silver has become a commodity among cities. He flourished his tal
In the lowly sight of a naked eye, there only is that wooden bridge marking the partition between Darina and Prince Thariem. But beyond this physical illusion was an argument fluctuating in itself that has come to them a while ago to stand the two adrift. Prince Thariem was against Darina’s decision to only make the Viraiz Prisoners of War. In all of the incursions that the Viraiz Clan have done, they seem more pampered than the real prisoners. They have not even tasted the troubles of war under Darina’s hand. Darina should have avenged the provinces raided by the Viraiz. Darina implied that she will not root out any clan even be it the Viraiz. She even assured the Prince to always bring him victory in all her campaigns. Only that the Prince must remember about the slaves who revolt against his great-granduncle which brought down the seventh sovereign. She reasoned out that making slaves out of Viraiz would only mobilize them to trouble the inner parts of the Royal C
The next day, Queen Mariam and Darina set sail through Lake Neyriz. The sail of their boat is filled with the scent of ivory. They had maidservants and musicians with them. They had a personal discourse about their fine dresses and their memories with each other. Queen Mariam held Darina's hand. She felt a faint heaviness in her heart as she saw Darina's hand with a few scars. Some of it maybe were wounds of training, some by the swords fight, and the remaining ones were due to the fire incident when Darina was seventeen years old. The queen could only keep the blame in herself as to what happened to Darina. Darina glanced at the fine features of Queen Mariam as she lets her hold her hand. What Darina saw is a queenly countenance flared by the sepia lights of the setting sun. Her fine chiseled cheekbones faintly beam in red, and her nose delights the hands of the cunning sculptors. The tips of her hair covered with shoal gently glide through the Neyriz winds. The sme
The words of the Queen and her sincere appeal never did anything better to Darina except to make her wish that she heard it wrong. Yet, she cannot fulfill her own wish because she knew it all along. She denied it in herself that such suspicion is possible to the extent of disallowing Rowen and Marsden to report this important thing to her. It was in those moments that Darina felt her world suspended and has brought her in an inordinate vexation. Teardrops escaped Darina’s eyes as Queen Mariam called her name again. Her heart aches to reveal that her Royal Knight title is her sole foothold to remain in Clapestris… that she may not be disposed of because of being a freeloader. Yet, Darina chooses to restrain her thoughts. She cannot find enough words that can disclose what foreboding thought was haunting her for many years. It is never that she loses confidence in sharing sentiments with the Queen but she cannot find the right reasons to do it either. So as she
Instead of her grim look during her charge in a battle, Darina rather has a worried scowl. The Agabean Royal Knight is composing within herself what must she say to King Rashal about the recovery of Clapestris. The reason why she hasted on going to the king was to save Prince Thariem’s face. She still brought that same purpose as she finally faced King Rashal. “Father King, Prince Thariem has operated to restore Clapestris not for his name’s sake but for your highness. He never assumed to reside on your throne for he believes that you will return any time sooner.” Unlike the puzzled soldiers who are with King Rashal, the king is not confused about what Darina is referring to. He smiled to convince Darina that he never thinks about Prince Thariem in that manner. “Darina, how can I think with such malice? You and Thariem are the jewels of my crown. I regard the works of the both of you with appreciation and due faithfulness,” he said while looking at her. The k
Some suspicions do not last. They are better off unattended and let consideration do its work. By this, malice subsides to the unrecoverable setting. Perhaps, mercy worked with consideration in excusing the Eran Jamasp from the previous doubts of Prince Thariem. He was, after all, never been an ally of The Falcon even of the time that he received the order concerning Darina. Hence, he is favored to know the pleasant news about Prince Thariem retaking the capital. He also heard that it was Darina who caused the messengers to spread the news. “They utilized the military prowess to the best of their advantage,” Jamasp said. He is glad in himself that he was among those who extended help to the Clapestrisian force. “Seeing how easy it is for them to enter the capital, it seems like they did not rely on the strength in numbers,” Farhad said. Ever since the company of Prince Thariem came to his abode, he became an enthusiast in understanding war. He sought to write a book
After the war is a morning dream still far from that pleasant, bright, and redeeming. Clapestris has met her heroes and her villains. On the part of the heroes is the responsibility to capture all enemies. While there is Shahin and Ardeshir already captured, Tanya Khatun and Minister Hazper are still at large. Ozroes vowed to capture them. Darina insisted on going with him. It is for Prince Thariem to continue his authority in Clapestris, unhinged by any of Darina’s influence. “This is what I can do to compensate Your Majesty for all the troubles you had with me,” Darina said sans the fear that Prince Thariem might envy her again. “But Darina, we helped hand in hand to restore Clapestris. This is not about me neither our aims. Do not go thence just because you think the conflict we had before might come again.” “It is not because of the conflict, Prince Thariem. I want Clapestris to know that a prince is with them. I want them to acknowledge your name. Hence,
In the eyes of almost everyone, Basiliskus was the scheming enemy staying behind the shadows of conspicuous villains. All his actions made them formulate verisimilar conclusions. He was the man always crying to sever Gilan from Clapestris. He looted the armories and equipment stored in the fortified house of Mahagino. He used the information from Shahin for the whereabouts of Darina and Prince Thariem. Eight days past and he returned to the capital of Clapestris with many prisoners of war. Entered with him to the main gates of the city are the wagons of spoils. The one that is highlighted among them was Darina in the cage. There is a blood-stained steel helmet beside her. It is a known helmet always worn by Prince Thariem when mounted for campaigns. The Clapestrisians filled the sides of the streets with their sighs and unexplained hopes. The Agabean Royal Knight has returned but is no better than them. “She has become a prisoner of war,” was among the genera
The luxury of the kingdom is on owning many regions and the luxury of the military is on having prowess that outnumbers the other. However, the camp of Clapestris cannot count the assurance of numbers. The espionage they launched confirms a thousand and half a hundred are loyal to Shahin. There are thousands more serving Ardeshir. In a hazier perspective of what kind of strength Clapestris must confront, a fragmented alliance is reported between the camp of Shahin and Satrap Basiliskus. If they understand their common goal, they might become the bigger enemy that Clapestris must war against. Marsden could barely understand that Darina decided to divide the caravan in two at the increasing strength of their enemies. Prince Thariem will lead the other division towards Gustus in their search for Ozroes’ medicine and military support from the empire. Meanwhile, Darina will lead her division to make war against the satrap of Gilan. While there is still time and th
The worse fall of a kingdom is not by siege but by the internal problems prevailing in its sides, ruining foundations and dividing its people. It is a haunting folk saying that joins the caravan of Clapestris when a commotion erupted in the midst of it. Darina and Prince Thariem emerged out of the carriage to resolve the noise. Many soldiers with their ready swords surrounded the sowers of ruckus. They are the same people sent by Tanya. There are about ten of them with clothes no distinct from the soldiers that work with Ozroes. “Brothers, why do you have to cause this?” asked an Amyrgian soldier to the workers of Tanya. “It is best for us to do this, brothers. For we are not heading for the glory of our house. We are heading to our downfall. Look at Clapestris and how it is ruined now. Even the Clapestrisians have to flee to this desert because of the travails there,” accused by Tanya’s worker. “No one in his right mind would think th
Many soldiers of varying ranks and skills are admitted to the company of Prince Thariem and Darina. Tools are with them but their delight is on Ozroes that is healed and freed from his isolating yurt. Darina cannot help herself but keeps on staring at Ozroes. They are inside a carriage which Ozroes recommended for them to ride in. The same familiar bright eyes met her in comforting silence. “Ozroes…” she called him. “What is it, your highness?” “I am more than delighted that you are now fine,” Darina stated. “I am also grateful that you sent messengers to aid my situation,” Ozroes revealed. It was Tali, Samira, Nariman, and Kashvad who sought another physician to check his condition. The physician has proven that he was poisoned but he also has not denied that there is still a remaining sickness in him because of the inadequacy of medicine around. The medicine administered to him before the sight of a few people was enough to relieve his sympt
It is still, after all, a battle of time, terrain, and understanding. Going to the land of the Amyrgia Clan as of this time is like plunging through the lair of an old mad lion. It is the place where the Falcon was from. The traveling Clapestrisian military can never assure itself that no hostility will await them there, especially from the ruling entities. They cannot rely solely on Ozroes, though be of great name and authority, due to his illness that kept him weak and guarded away from the rest of the steppe. The terrain is at least favorable to the Clapestrisians. There is a portion of the Gobi Desert that makes it distinct and bold to face the hint of a Parsian topography. It is the Kashun-Gobi. It mediates before the borders of Amyrgians. It offers a route for the Clapestrisian force to reach the eastern territory of the mentioned house. Yurts of familiar designs and varying sizes are placed in the eastern district. Amyrgians move according to their way of life
In war, there are pawns. But for the struggling Clapestris, never forlorn and abandoned brothers. The messengers in themselves thought already that something might happen to them than expecting the receivers to respond according to their ideal. However, they choose to not get frightened. They composed themselves in the understanding that their roles are not yet done; even if they have to get fettered down the cells of arid antiquity. The fate that happened on messengers for Gilan also emerged to other pairs who touched the city thresholds assigned to them. Yet, a distinct event came to the pair who arrived in the Amyrgian land. Another person from the house of Amyrgia had received the letter from Darina. Instead of locking them, they are well received. Maidservants and musicians attended them. Steppe delicacies are set upon their tables. Their thirst is ready to be quenched by wine. “Serve them well for they are from the house of Lunekleare,” the chief woman announce