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
In a commoner’s amusement place, it is filled with noise and laughter. Yet, it is Darina’s second fine choice right after Farrah’s villa. Other than these two places, Darina cannot name something any better. A boy familiar to Rowen came with food for them in the exclusive room. Darina noticed that the boy was a new sight. “Who is this retak?” Darina asked, amused that the boy behaves meticulously as he places the platters upon their oak table. “I had not seen him before.” The retak greeted Darina formally as he grips the tray against his chest. “I am Ganzorig, Your Highness. I am a brother to the cavalry captain.” He said, pertaining to Rowen as he introduced himself. Recalling that Rowen had no siblings, Darina wondered. “Rowen, I thought your life was akin to mine?” “It is true that he is not my brother by lineage, Your Highness. But Brother Rowen redeemed me from being a slave at Sindhur. He brought me to Clapestris. Yet I did not stay for
In the guise of a military mission, Darina chooses to not take her rest at the palace. With Rowen, she went outside the amusement place to find a place to stay. They decided to go to an inn which is situated half a farsang away. While they are standing at the wide-open double doors of the inn, they noticed how the workers are busy preparing the grand hall. There are dancers in their fine dresses assisting each other to keep their fashion intact. Darina walks in while observing the people around her. A dancer whose gaze met hers stood in awe. “Dilruba?” Darina called her as she steps closer. “How can a court dancer be in this place?” “We will perform for a court official, Your Highness,” Dilruba replied while keeping her hands upon the embroidered kerchief that covers the lower half of her face. Darina felt her eyes quiver involuntarily at such aggravating thought that the court dancers who are meant exclusively for the internal court are performing at
Indeed, Darina saw herself in Ardeshir when he asked for a chance to prove every candid portion of his service. When Robert the chiliarch secretly told her that she is summoned to the internal courts, her stance did not perturb. She can receive the thing that she did not forbear, and that is mercy. Darina believes that there is no trouble even though the chiliarch is covered in sweat and dread. The king's voice brought the chiliarch to apprehension on behalf of Darina. While gasping for air, the chiliarch hopes that Darina will not receive great indignation. "How can I not dread when he has not poured his anger in me? I'm afraid that His Majesty reserves all his rage against your highness." "Resign your fears, chiliarch," Darina replied. "All is well."
The very first thing Darina and her company noticed about Shahin was his character, timid and reserved. While they observe him from afar, Darina’s company cannot help themselves but talk about him. “I did not expect that he was Prince Ozroes’ half-brother. I can barely see any resemblance of Chief Marcus in him,” Marsden commented. He noticed that the chief Amyrgians there have aspen-red hair. But Shahin has a brown one. “It is because he is a stepson to Chief Marcus. Chief Marcus took Shahin’s mother after the former chief wife died. Shahin is older than Ozroes but Ozroes is the chief prince,” Ardeshir explained. Hearing their conversation in this manner, Darina was enraged. “Both of you must cut your comments. What is it anyway if he bears no resemblance to Chief Marcus or has no blood relation with the chief Amyrgian line? Isn’t it enough that Shahin must be known as a brother of Ozroes? You are indirectly rejecting him. You seem to not care of your master