Darina wears her favorite armory as she enters the main site for the hunting games. The stage has curvilinear designs by the best artists from Shapur. The grandiose carved woods emphasize the thrones of King Rashal, Queen Mariam, and Queen Dowager Tahaliel. Darina went near to them and saluted militarily.
“Darina, why are you not wearing the golden armory that I gave you?” Queen Dowager Tahaliel asked.
“As a leader of the cavalrymen, I am ought to wear the black armory for the hunting games, Your Majesty,” Darina replied politely.
Other players were glancing at her gears since they find it inappropriate for the event.
“But I assure to your highness that I will wear the golden armory for the ceremony. I only seek to keep the golden armory from getting soiled when it must be prepared for a spectacular event such as for the Prince.”
“You must dress up best for a great of your royal brother.” Queen Dowager Tahaliel finds Darina’s response satisfying.
“Your Majesty, I will proceed first to my tent,” Darina bid before stepping back to march.
She went to her tent and prepared herself for the hunting games. Darina noticed that the look of her tent is different from the other cavalry captains. Her attendants insisted to design it as one for a princess. The clothes of the tent are made of silk. The linen curtains are dyed in purple. Her armories and weapons are placed on a silk-mantled table.
Darina sets aside her favorite bow, the bronze dagger, and the iron knife. The shamshir, which was a present from her father king is her favorite among all swords. However, she sees it as inconvenient to use in the hunting games. Darina placed down the shamshir when the chief eunuch announced that Prince Thariem will visit her tent.
“Greetings, Your Majesty,” Darina said and bowed to the Prince.
“You may sit Darina,” Prince Tahriem said as he takes his seat first. “Darina, I’m astonished at how you were able to escape Queen Dowager’s intrigue. But Her Majesty always does it just like a grandmother she is.”
“Indeed. She even mentioned that it was her gift to me,” Darina smiled. “But I intended to not wear it for now,” Darina added while opening a wooden chest. The chest shows the golden armory of distinct features specially forged for Darina. “I brought it here to wear on the special ceremony for you.”
“You know that this day is for me, right?” Prince Thariem asked while lowering his voice, formulating the right words for Darina to remain in her place. “It seems like you prepared much for the hunting games. May I know what would you like to catch?”
“A deer, perhaps, or hares,” Darina replied. She was thinking that these are the easiest to hunt.
“Well then, I will take that as your oath. Don’t bring anything that is not a deer or a hare,” Prince Thariem said, making sure that Darina’s seized animals will not impress the majesties and the spectators. Prince Thariem believes that he is doing it right since the game is dedicated to his name. He would do the same if it is a special game for Darina. “Also, don’t harm yourself during the hunting games.”
“Do you care much about your sister’s safety?” Darina doubted that Prince Thariem has another end in commanding her to only have the deer or hares.
“It might be hard for you to get back right away if you chase mightier targets. I do not want you to miss my ceremony.”
Prince Thariem’s response didn’t suffice Darina’s intuition. His statements remain disquieting to his foster sister.
“As you wish,” Darina agreed, a little disheartened.
For Darina, Prince Thariem’s prohibition from hunting bigger animals is one thing. However, their unconventional conversation is another. In the last years that they had hunting games together, Prince Thariem never cared about it. He would just talk about what weapons Darina would bring or what they would do after the hunting games. As much as Darina tries to justify that Prince Thariem was only making sure that his day would run smoothly, she cannot help herself to feel a sense of defeat. She feels like her closest ally doesn’t understand her anymore.
“See you then, at the hunting games,” Prince Thariem said and left her at the tent.
The hunting game starts and the participants deployed themselves to different parts of the forest. Darina walked further away from other participants and even from Farrah. She has herself dive into her immense thoughts while passing through the uncleared paths of old trees and green blades.
However, the forest keeps Darina in a nearby company of noble ladies fixing themselves. These are the ladies who flatter their eyes and behave distinctively at the presence of the Prince. Interestingly, their conversation was about their learning.
“How about the Poem of Eliad? Surely, the chief scholars will ask us about it,” said one of them.
“The Poem of Eliad is about a left-behind child who faithfully waited to meet his parents at the main gates of Peshawar, the very place where his parents left him,” the other lady answered.
“This makes me wonder if the Royal Cavalry Captain has the same thoughts as the left-behind child?” The first lady suddenly changed the course of their topic.
“We barely know Darina. But she once said that she does not set high hopes to meet them. However, she is willing so if the time would come,” the second lady said.
Now Darina recalled that the second lady was the one learned together with her about the Clapestrisian literature. Her name was Malak and she said the same words Darina spilled.
“True, we barely know her. What if she is a daughter of a clan that rivals with the Lunekleare or of the kingdom hostile to our Clapestris? I cannot believe that we can let our guards off when it comes to her.”
Darina shrugged. These words always come when she is the center of a conversation. She took her arrow and composite bow to send a warning. The arrow struck a nearby tree where these ladies stand. The ladies altogether shrieked and fled the place.
“Too much blabber harms anyone,” Darina uttered while fetching the arrow. She sighed when their contentions come into her mind. They say that she is favored but there are still a few who thinks ill of her.
The worse that she heard was them calling her a freeloader. When she is around, they would advise her to perform well or the royal family will dispose of her at her failure. Darina can stand menacingly against the terrors of incursions and warfare and yet, this is her greatest fear, to get despised by and severed from the family who received her.
Others encourage Darina to retreat by leaving the Lunekleare house after an expression of gratitude. Others imbued in their gossips that Darina must choose to leave the royals to have her own peaceful life.
For Darina, it is not just a matter of peaceful life. She doesn’t want to live in ungrateful solitariness. Darina hates the retreating outlook on life. She desires to pay with honors the majesties who took care of her. She aims to show that she is worthy of being part of the Lunekleare Clan. The law and the royal declaration accept her as part of the royal family. It is not just about being a royal by law but a person that appreciates with all her heart the care and gifts she received.
How much does she have to work to be seen as a real Clapestrisian? Until her strength could. After all, Clapestris is her home. “Where the laws are for good, and nothing must be amiss.”
Even if Clapestris would desire more for her to get away, the more she would want to stay and prove that they must not regret having her in the city and the palace. She knows that she must work hard in all things and do better when appreciation is lacking. Now that the Prince doesn’t want her to stir a big name in the hunting games, she feels like being barred so.
“But who am I to defy the Prince? He will be a king soon. If I become a disappointment to his youth, then how can I even stay at Clapestris when he will reign as a king?” She thought while strengthening her inner voice that upholds submission. Darina still sees a good company in the Prince’s countenance. “So whatever his commandment be, may I not be someone that he abhors,” she said while looking up the cloudy heavens.
Darina heard a lashing of the leaves. She prepared herself in defense after a sense that something might attack her.
There it was, the lion leaping before her. She immediately ran away to find a good distance. But her only choice is to climb up a rock and shoot the lion with her arrow. Darina released the arrows while the lion is charging towards her. In mid-air, she shoots the fifth arrow and the lion knocked its head to the rock, falling back to the ground. The lion has one arrow struck on its body. She remembered the prince’s prohibition.
Darina took the arrows from the scene and even from the lion. Being a royal cavalry captain, her arrow bears a special emblem. It makes her weapons distinct from all armed men and one would know that it is of Darina. She should not bring the lion to the main site or that would enrage the Prince.
She returned with two stages and one hare although she conquered more beasts who tried attacking her. The spectators were glancing at each other as Darina placed her catch on the table.
"Well done, your highness,” the chief eunuch commented while tallying Darina’s scores. “It must be easy for you to catch these animals, your highness. Your countenance speaks that you were not tired at all.”
Darina only smiled. Before returning to the mains site, she took her time to wash her face and her arm guards. She also tied her hair. This is to stir a profound impression that she was not putting much effort into the hunting games. In this manner, the Prince would see that she indeed followed his order to only seize the animals she mentioned.
“Your Highness, was it difficult to catch bigger animals? It is only this year that you didn’t bring a bear or a tiger,” the chief eunuch asked sans any other intention than to keep a conversation. The chief eunuch was talkative since Darina’s friendliness makes him confident to chat with her.
“I think so,” Darina replied. “But I’ll be going ahead to change my armory.”
Darina returned to her tent. She immediately wiped the wet arrows she washed a while ago. She made sure that no weapons could reflect her fight against the beasts. Darina changed her inner clothes to red that can cover her neck. She puts on her golden armory and her golden helmet. It was heavier than the black armor and too precious to be worn for games. Darina took her golden scepter that signifies her grant authority as a fostered child and a royal cavalry captain. She sits upon her armored black horse and rode towards the main site where the ceremony will take place.
At the sight of Darina, the spectators brought themselves down and greeted her with peace. Even the maidens that prepared themselves to impress the Prince step back to salute Darina.
“Greetings, Your Highness,” they said in unison.
The attendants assembled to assist Darina. They led Darina to the throne next to Queen Mariam.
“Darina, your countenance is lovely,” Queen Mariam said. “Is this why you returned immediately from the game, only earning a few catches?”
“I would like to see more on Prince Thariem’s honor, Your Majesty. Which is why I hasted on preparing myself without spoiling the game,” Darina replied. Despite the event, she wanted to see what animals Prince Thariem would bring to the main site.
“Let me see you wearing clothing like mine. You are a royal cavalry captain but you are also a royal, a Lunekleare.” Queen Mariam reminded.
The queen’s reminder made Darina remember Queen Mariam’s reaction the first time she heard that Darina will join the path of the Clapestrisian military. Queen Mariam fainted because of Darina’s stern pursuit. The queen took much personal pleading for Darina to live like a princess. But Darina appealed to fulfill her duty both as a princess and as a cavalry captain. Queen Mariam was only convinced when she understood that Darina can perform great work for the kingdom while being able to protect herself. Queen Mariam was no more reluctant for Darina’s armored career when she found out that Darina was able to find her way back to the capital while others are searching for her.
“Then let us have it soon, Queen Mother,” Darina replied while beaming.
They ceased their conversation when they heard that the Prince is returning with many beasts and fowls seized. Prince Thariem brought a bear, two tigers, two lions, a stag, and three fowls. The chief eunuch tallied it right away while Prince Thariem takes his way before the throne.
“These are my catches, Your Majesty,” Prince Thariem said while pointing the caught items.
King Rashal stood up and went towards his son while saying, “Well done, my son. Well done.”
“I’m grateful, Father King,” Prince Thariem said and bowed to the king.
“It is because you are great,” King Rashal sincerely said and tapped the prince’s shoulders. “And this day is for you. So hurry up and take your best armor.”
Others participants returned at the news of the Prince’s great size. Everyone at the main site prepared themselves for the important event in the history of Clapestris. They stood up as King Rashal called his son to stand at the center.
The king summoned the attendants to bring the important symbol. Others began to tremble and felt the running of cold waters along with their frames as they saw the armory.
It is a special armory exclusive for a grandiose title and authority. Darina knows about this but she cannot help herself but get fascinated. She down even more to hide her tears. She has confusing feelings that she is unable to comprehend. Other people knelt as the king starts announcing.
“Today, I proclaim to all of you. Thariem of Lunekleare, the Crown Prince of Clapestris, is now, the Royal Knight of Clapestris, after the Order of Eren-Narses. The bearer of the highest title next to the King.”
The title of a Royal Knight is nobler than a Crowned Prince. The title made Queen Dowager cry silently. The last time she heard about this was when she was five years old. It’s been seventy years since she witnessed a proclamation. She cannot believe that an old woman like her was able to hear two royal knight proclamations in one lifetime. It makes her cry even more because the bearer is her grandson.
Everyone spoke blessings to the Prince who is also now a Royal Knight.
“Your Majesty, your servant is more grateful,” Prince Thariem said while kneeling. He is more than glad because the king has finally noticed his hard work. It paid off all the years that he thought King Rashal was never satisfied with his accomplishments. The king himself puts on the new armory for Prince Thariem. “And I will always be grateful to your kindness, Father King.”
Darina knows that Prince Thariem deserves the title. While they are celebrating, Darina could not feel the security of wearing the armory. Suddenly, she felt like losing her only familiar grounds. It is slowly getting eaten up by all the destined favor to the Prince. Her only hope to remain in the palace seems to fly at its revolting pace, leaving Darina's dreaming heartbeat in despair.
The royals see that the new title vested to Prince Thariem is a kind of gift and appreciation for his excellence. However, to Mahagino, it was a call of more burdensome encounters to the following days of Clapestris. Mahagino was granted freedom in exchange for supplying the commercial trail of Clapestris and keeping his permanent residence at the small valley near the Kaskuhish. He was doing carpentry works for his unsold items when King Rashal and his men visited Mahagino. “Greetings of peace to Your Majesty,” Mahagino saluted. “What brings Your Highness to my humble abode?” “I will tell you once we enter your home,” King Rashal replied and marched towards the wooden cabin. The king found many Oriental items and jars inside Mahagino’s house. Many clothes are near the windows. The scent of the house was both out of agarwood and wine. He sat on the wooden chair and waited for Mahagino to settle himself as well. “I heard the rumors at the central market. You were sayi
Prince Thariem did not see off Darina in person. He was just standing at the balcony looking at the gates where Darina’s caravan once passed. Darina and her cavalrymen went away at night to not stir any attention from the nearby kingdoms. Prince Thariem has no other thoughts but a wish that his title would not produce any hostilities. But a wish is not enough, that is why he understood that Darina must lead the campaign of recruiting the soldiers. While silent in his thoughts, Minister Hazper came to him casually. “Your Highness, it is getting noon. Do you think that Darina and her cavalrymen will tarry first if it would rain? The clouds are covering the heavens,” Minister Hazper started. “I would not like them to tarry,” Prince Thariem replied. “We need more defenses any time sooner.” “But that is why I have come to your place, Your Majesty. Why did you not inquire first from the ministers about the plan of the reinforcement?” “For it is an emergency
Darina never had her knees wobbling until now. She cannot recall any deeds deemed repugnant for the Prince. She was only standing before the palace, fixing her gaze at its main doors called the Doors of Blessing. “Reporting, Your Highness. Our Royal Cavalry Captain has come with the reinforcements His Royal Highness, the King, has commanded,” Rowen initiated on behalf of Darina. There was only silence in the midst of them. It only broke out when a stranger galloped his horse at a noticeable pace. Minister Hazper marveled that this stranger has the company of the high-ranking messenger he sent. “I am Marsden, the Mercenary of the West, and a Stranger of the South. I have come on behalf of the Royal Cavalry Captain to plead for Her Highness’ cause,” the man in purple clothes announced. Darina has only read the accounts of the Mercenary of the West. But the book was written for more than five centuries. How can this man in purple declare that he is the M
Yesterday controversy cannot bar Darina’s entrance to fill the administrative court of her mien in great authority. The sunlight passes through the higher windows and shares a fair glint on Darina’s armory. The bright amber appearance before the audience reminds them that the Royal Cavalry Captain is someone that they feared formidable enough to trample their positions in Clapestris. However, for Darina, she intended to wear the golden armory, since it is only now that her royal father officially called her presence. She has a lot to tell him even though it is a formal occasion. She handed over her headgear and her scepter to the chiliarch to indicate that her presence is not for her appeal but a report. She has brought with her Rowen who pushes the cart comprising the model of military prowess Clapestris currently possess. Robert the chiliarch, who is a commander of a thousand, governs the order of the court on behalf of the king. He ushered the formality fo
Marsden might be known as a Mercenary of the West and the Stranger of the South. However, he was a traveling musician looking for good places to bring his music while earning from his audience, the passersby. He only became a mercenary when a chieftain needed his help, and the people of this clan called him the Mercenary of the West because he came from the vast Anglo-Saxon land. In all his years of being a mercenary, he witnessed many things about wars, the intricate mindsets of the people he worked with, tactical strategies, and rivalry. For him, it could have been understandable if its between clans or kingdoms. But what he sees in the present time is a rivalry between the most unlikely pair, siblings. One who has a sure route to the kingly future. While the other has a secured and treasured life. One could be pretentiously naive, and the other is saliently envious. Their estrangement from each other could be real trouble. In a sarcastic comment about his own life, it see
The kingdom celebrated the news of having another Royal Knight. The scene was all festive with the music and banners displayed throughout the royal palace. The Seven Princes of the kingdom, each one representing their noble clan, marched towards the ceremonial hall to acknowledge King Rashal's declaration on making Darina as the Royal Knight after the Order of Agabea, the first queen who ruled Clapestris. Darina marched with her golden armor as she grips on her scepter. The scepter is her royal insignia wherein attached an emerald stone that reveals the grand symbol of a lotus. No one knows except her and her royal parents that there is another symbol engraved in the emerald stone. It was an encrypted military insignia of the tiger kingdom. King Rashal intended to have the symbol placed to remind him of someone who helped him. Darina always has this insignia in all of her items. From swords to clothes and seals, Darina is the only one who has this peculiar insi
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.
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