Marcus Pierce was eating his breakfast, peacefully, in his, newly bought, house when the slave came.
- "Master. I have a news of a great importance for you."
- "Contiune, Julius." Marcus replied.
- "Oh, sir. It has come to my knowledge that the King of Kings, the Omnipotent PlayPly is planning to incorporate other nations to your Civilization as a Citizens."
Marcus has chocked with the chicken he was chewing.
- "Ugh, ghr, hrrrmm. Whrrrrine"
Slave passed the wine to his master, instantly. Marcus took a sip, cleared his throat and said.
- "Prepare my outfit. I'm going to the Palace."
- "Hmm, master. You are planning to go there just like that? You know, he is the King of Kings. I think you should ask for an audience first."
- "You are right Julius. Tell the runner to come to me. I will have a message for him."
- "Yes, Master."
- "Oh, and could you, please, bring me a pen and some paper?"
- "Yes, Master. I'm doing this right away."
4 hours later
A litter, carried by 4 slaves entered the palace gates and stopped at main entrance. Slaves put the litter on the ground and Marcus has stepped out of it when the guard came.
- "How can I help you, sir?" The Guard asked.
- "My Master have an audience set up with the King." Julius replied to the the Guard. "Find someone who will lead us through the palace, quick."
- "I will to that my self." Guard replied, "The King is waiting for your Master."
At Kings audience chamber
Marcus Pierce entered Kings audience chamber alone, dressed in a white toga and carrying no weapon, as advised by his slave Julius, a skilled diploma and great adviser, caught in one of the wars by his father.
The King was sitting on his throne, so Marcus stopped in front of him, felt on his knee, and put his head down.
- "Get up citizen Marcus Pierce." The King said. "These are a different circumstances we meet in, now, and We, The King of Kings, like it much more that way."
Marcus got up.
- "What is the reason you ask for audience so hasty? Hopefully, for you, you have a good reason for delaying Kings lunch."
- "My Lord." Marcus started.
- "It was during my breakfast when a news came to me that you are planning to incorporate barbarians into Persian nation. It almost made me choke and strangle. My grandfather, my father and, after them, me, we have dedicated our lives to protect Persia from those barbaric hordes that surround us. We have spent many years and scarified many of our greatest men in wars with those, hardly to be called, people."
- "You are the greatest of Kings, the Omnipotent and Wise. I wanted to ask you to share with me the knowledge of reason for giving barbarians the rights of Civilian. Wouldn't it be better to scarify them for Ahura Mazda, instead? Or keep them for the next war to send them in front of our troops, as a cover from archers? Our nation is pure. I ask you not to destroy it by letting dogs to leave between us as equals. Slaves is what they are made for. Nothing more."