Chapter 74: Call of dark

Persis- Parthia's capital.

Bashra was wearing a thin silky nightgown and standing on her balcony. She could have smelled the coldness of autumn. She missed her empire among mountains, concealed under white snow. She used to change shape as a giant gray wolf and rush in the wild to hunt deer. The last days of summer were always pleasant to her for feasting. This season had already wrapped its suit and left. A maid got inside the room and announced Osla's presence. 

"Why are you here my darling uncle?" she asked with her cold and spiritless tone. 

"My beauteous lady, you must think about leaving it to another time, you have only two weeks please get as farther as you can". His voice lowered and somehow whispered in her ears. 

"Are you sure that he is going to fail?"