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That’s how it is. You can be as strong, charismatic, and in control of your life as you want, but if you foolishly place too much trust in someone, especially a woman, they’ll cut you down in your sleep and bury you in an unmarked grave. Akkad Babbar was an interesting man, but he must have gotten too soft while lying in his pyramid, choosing his concubines, and listening to the praises of foreigners. But even more interesting is the kind of person this Hugon was, who managed to secure a place for his mistress as the first concubine, kill the Calcite king, and then simply disappear. -- Hmm, a cautionary tale, -- grumbled Ushumgallu instead of saying goodbye, leaving the library.
There was supposed to be some kind of concert, and he might even have made it, but all these musical and vocal extravaganzas were of little interest to him. The Calcitean heads to the transport station, hoping to rent a horse to Ninamiat.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers