After escaping from her brother's villa, Mitra stalked through the streets of Ctesiphon in search of the safe house which the Fruntarii had established in the Sassanid capital. The sounds of conflict erged from Narseh's palace. With all her heart, the Persian princess hoped her brother would survive. If not, she would have so explaining to do to her Roman masters.
While Mitra stealthily made her way through the streets of the city, Narseh was fighting against the guards of his cunning older brother. He honestly had not expected to be attacked in his own ho, but when it ca to matters revolving their little sister, Bahram was quick to lose reason.
With the slash of his sword, Narseh caught one of the hostile warriors in the neck, cutting through his jugular with ease. The man fell to his knees, his blood quickly forming a pool beneath his feet. Without the slightest hesistation, Narseh kicked the man into the sanguine body of liquid and shifted his attack towards his next target.
However, before he could engage, a shrill voice erupted from outside the palace.
"Forget about him. Mitra is getting away! Find her now! Or I'll have your testicles removed!"
With this said, Bahram's warriors disengaged from their previous target, and jumped out the window of the building before rolling on the dirt below. Where they proceeded to dash into the city in search of the missing princess.
When Narseh saw this, his heart instantly beca filled with dread. If Bahram got his hands on Mitra, it would not end well for either her or himself. Thus, he imdiately called out to his own guards, who were rushing up the stairs to the room where he stood.
"Find Mitra before Bahram does! I don't care how many n you have to deploy into the streets of Ctesiphon, you must find my sister!"
With this, a manhunt ensued throughout the capital city of the Sassanid Empire, where two prince's factions fought in the streets while searching for the missing princess. As for Mitra, she had since found her way into the Fruntarii's safe house, where a group of italic n stood watch.
Upon witnessing the approaching Persian beauty, the agents of the Fruntarii grabbed onto the hilts of their concealed blades and prepared to launch an attack. However, before they could do so, Mitra called out a coded ssage which signalled her as an ally agent.
"The unconquered sun rises with the dawn!"
Upon hearing this, the Roman agents released their grips, and walked towards the woman before speaking their own coded ssage.
"And with it a new era... Sister, have you been followed?"
Mitra looked behind her with caution before shaking her head. A pretty smile erged on her face, as she responded to the man's question.
"No, I was discreet, but I need a place to lie low for a bit. My brothers are fighting to see who can find first. If Bahram gets his hands on , your masters will be very displeased."
Upon hearing this, the two guards looked at each other with a hint of worry in their eyes before the leader of the two n nodded his head and rushed the girl inside the building.
"In here, trust , even if your brother's n co knocking, they won't find you."
After entering the building and thanking the two agents for their assistance. Mitra found a roman woman on the inside, who quickly moved a book case aside which revealed a door to a hidden room.
Having helped the Sassanid Princess inside. The roman woman smiled and nodded her head before exiting the hidden room, in doing so she left a ssage behind.
"You can stay here as long as you need. I promise you, even if your brother's n scour the entire city, they won't find you in here. When the ti is right, we will escort you back to your brother Narseh's villa, where you should be safe."
Mitra rely smiled and nodded her head in acceptance of these words, before being left alone in the darkness of the room. There was a bed inside, ad as well as a table for eating. It would appear for the next few days, Mitra would be hiding in this dark place waiting for things to die down.
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The search for Mitra was a nasty one, with n being interrogated by armored guards of the distinct factions. When Shapur had heard that his brothers were tearing the streets apart in search of his sister, he joined in the fun, hoping that he could use Mitra as leverage against his rivals.
He was not the brightest of n, but luckily he had intelligent advisors, who in reality were the true masterminds hoping to place a mindless puppet on the throne. They knew that Narseh and Bahram had already spilled blood in pursuit of their sister, and that her capture would be a clear indicator of which of the factions vying for the throne gained prominence in the coming days.
anwhile, Hayla was filled with distraught, and was doing everything she could to find Mitra. Should she fail to do so after causing such a ss, the consequences would be disastrous. Naturally with such a large manhunt underway, word of this matter quickly spread to the neighboring kingdoms and Empires.
Luckily for Marcellus, he had agents in the field, which were quick to inform him that Mitra was safe, and sound for now. However, if she were to return to Narseh, it would clearly be a declaration of war on her part against her other two brothers. One that would certainly lead to full scale ard conflict between the various factions vying for the Sassanid throne.
The Roman Emperor could hardly believe that one girl was responsible for so much chaos. If it ca to war, Narseh was likely to lose. Thus, he would need the support of so powerful allies. Naturally, Marcellus could not deploy his legions in the man's defense, but he could hire so barbarians to act as rcenaries on the man's behalf. Naturally, upon coming to this decision, he was quick to work on brokering such an alliance between the two foreign parties.
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