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Constantinople, 1095
Apionnas sat in the governors chambers.
Around him the staff where preparing for his imminent departure. Final word from the Basileus was all that was left. His time in the capital had certainly been beneficial as the city was a hub for much of the Empires administration. Having a clear picture of the economy and military situation was something he was going to have to work a lot harder at from the town of Bucharest.
He looked down once more at the Arabic letters in front of him and recalled the final words spoken to him before his compatriots left for Cairo.
Traitor, infidel, the list was longer and far more disparaging that he could have believed. Explaining why he had made his decision to comrades that had fought with him for a decade had fallen on deaf ears.
Moreover on their final meeting one of them had handed him a note. It was short, to the point and ominous.
The flowing words of the Arabic letters were a stark contrast to the meaning held within them.
"The Sultan has reformed the Mansuriyya slave regiment.
All survivors of the massacre at Adana shall report to Cairo in the month of June in the year 1100. If they do, not they will face eternal damnation, be branded cowards and traitors to the Sultan.
The penalty, death by dismemberment.
Grand Visier"
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