For some reason I and thought, have grinned Nidintu-is white.
Forces left Kira, and he could not see this smile but if could, would by all means be pulled behind a dagger; if could by all
means has stuck klinok into a breast nabonidova the son for, alas, understood about what there is a speech.
The sister, at you is a unique way not to turn tomorrow in ashes small group to ascend to a throne instead of it.
But how? His elder son, Kambiz, will inherit power under the law of Persia.
Nonsense! Has interrupted her It nidintu-is white. Kambiz it is far. Against it all army of the Pharaoh, the help to it is no place
to wait. Whether declare we it today the dead person, or the conspirator, it, all is uniform, cannot deny it. Your son, Bardija, is
still too young to reign independently. Call somebody from true to you eunuchs, you after all, for certain, have bribed them
much? Let now will write down last will of the tsar.
But I can! The conspirator has derisively spoken. And gold will help to shut too talkative mouths. It is necessary to operate
quickly while we can show to crowd still live Kira. If here we will be only you, I and the copyist who then, except us, can
assert, what the tsar could not dictate the last will? And it will say that, up to that age when Bardija can reign itself, you are
appointed the ruler of all earths subject to Persians. I, as your close relative invested besides personal trust of Kira, will
become your stronghold, the keeper of your life and the tutor of the son. Everyone can confirm that now to me Kir ordered to
order the army. Any will tell that I fought with it shoulder to shoulder, and anybody other as I, with risk for a life have taken out
it, the wounded man, from a battlefield. Well! Dare! You can believe to me, I saw many wounds. Will not pass both hour, and
Kir will appear before the god.
Lajla silently has nodded, wiping tears.
Here and nicely. And then, when you will become my wife...
Noise of bronze pipes has broken through a rumble and a gnash of close battle.
It that else the such? It nidintu-is white has rushed from a tent, but to this instant heavy a floor, closing an input, has flown
away aside, and the out of breath messenger has rushed into last dwelling of the terrible tsar.
Dary has ordered to inform a sovereign: "Valtasar has not changed to the debt. It has come in time!"
"When will ask you, aged man Amerdat deduced, having settled down on a boulder who is esteemed by you otvazhnejshimi
from mortal, recollect soldiers of Arhelaja, proud sons of Ellady, everything, to uniform, fallen in unequal fight with an army of
Persian tsar Kira, and Valtasara, the tsar Babylon. For was their number of all of four thousand, their enemies and on
tridtsatero on one. However elliny have laid down the lives, without having receded and without having surrendered, and
many of Persians and vavilonjan that day were disarmed lives from them. Tsar Kir, pobedonosnejshy from tsars and
slavnejshy from soldiers, has said goodbye on that field of abuse to a life. It has been wounded kopetsom in a neck so that,
having opened a blood vein and having punched a spine column, its edge on the other hand left on will".