The messenger, who introduces himself as Hermokrates, pours up the wine in two mugs as he speaks.

Ah, there are things to say about that place which could occupy a bard's whole career! Have you ever been there? This was my first time, and I tell you I've fallen in love with it already. I might retire there when my military service is over, get some land there and spend the rest of my days in bliss.

He takes a chug from his mug before continuing.

Hah! But there are still many days and nights before I can do that. Soon I must return to the Basileus, who was very busy when I left with securing the home of the governor that he's taken over during his stay. He's shirking no precautions against assassinations, I can tell you that much! He's even got this Hercules of a man serving as his swordbearer now. But you know how it is: new people in a newly conquered province. You just never know who might still be loyal to the former power, and who you can trust.