Kantakouzinos residence.

"Naksos!"

Ioannis shouted to his old and loyal servant.

"Is the book here?!Did you get it?"

Naksos placed something veiled in a green cloth in front of his master, while Ioannis hesitantly removed the cloth and looked at the leather covered book. Illias and Odysseia by Homeros. Ioannis opened the book while his eyes admired the style of writing and the craftmanship of the scribe and book maker who had made this beautiful copy of the Classic. Slowly he raised his eyes from the book and pointed his glance to Naksos saying.

"You know what to do. Get this book in the residence of Princess, without her knowing where it came from, bribe if needed but get it there inside this beatifull cloth, like the book would have just dropped from heaven.

"But, Sire. It cost you fortunes.You cant just drop it into the residense of princess, without she even knowing where it came. Its far too valuable."

Naksos tried to convince Ioannis, but in vain, with bit sharper tone the Kantakouzinos continued.

"You old goat!Just get it there! There is nothing that money can buy which we can use to get the attention of the princess. Our only way is to get her attention with something unexpected. Remember the signature for the book! From a humble admirer, who does not deserve the attention of the beauty unmatched in Court of Rome, or any other city under the sky."

Naksos mumbled something about foolish young men on his way out, but the old sevant did exactly as his master ordered.