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[GMaximus]

Somewhere between Kappadokia and Seleukeia

"How did the Council Session go, Lord?"

"Awfully. It was dreadfully boring, everyone just bickered a lot. I could swear I fell asleep at least once. I'm seriously considering never showing my face there again. Let the Basileus and his lot think what they want, but politics are not for me." Mikithion yawned, leaning forward on his horse. The journey back to Kappadokia was much slower, since they were not in a hurry to get anywhere.

"Lord, but you cannot just abbandon your duties!" Polymarches frowned, in his concern nearly riding on top of a travelling old man. Mikithion hurriedly appologized the aged traveler, tossing several coins from his ever-open pouch.

"I didn't leave Athenai to sit in some chamber, surrounded by men of various backgrounds and their barbaroi servants. As a matter of fact, if this is all I get, I would've done better in my home city, where at least I was certain that I was surrounded only by Hellenes. There I didn't need to wonder how many of them would be willing to drive a sword through me for being from Hellas."

Polymarches only sighed. "Whatever you say, Lord Mikithion."

Mikithion yawned again, then wiped a tear from his left eye. "Don't worry, life shall soon become more interesting and we'll have plenty of chances to prove ourselves. I hope to see battle soon. If there was one part of the Session that interested me, it was that an edict was agreed on by which the Arche shall finally enter war against Pontos."

With this, silence fell upon the small group of riders, soon followed by night.