Some time later...

The Kathisma had been empty since the last race and since another one was not expected soon it was suprising to see Anna drift into view. She seemed out of place and confused, her hair loose and wearing informal clothing. Her soft pink tunica had three-quarter-lenght sleeves and was decorated with bands of beaded embroidery at the neckline and the upper arm. She also had a light blue woolen stole drapped over her shoulder, one end wrapped around the waist to form a girdle. Her head was simply adorned with a slim golden band.

Anna looked around the Kathisma, obviously searching for something. Her face was starting to show hints of irritation when she swiftly turned around, as if something had caught her attention. Slowly she backed herself to the railing of the Kathisma, following her a man came into view, dressed in plain servant's clothing. Closing the distance between them, the man raised a dagger. For a moment, the scene froze as both Anna and the man stared at each other.

Before he could strike, something bowled him over, knocking him into the Princess. Only a burly men in a red tunica got up. Issuing a call, he was soon joined by other men, apparently part of the varangian guard. Their presence soon blocked the view of any onlooker, and little could be seen as they carried the Princess and her would be killer away. Both were limp and sullied in blood, but it was nearly impossible to say who's blood it was.

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This event can be seen from Anna's perspective in the stories thread.