Kapitel 156: Webs of Intrigue

Weeks passed, and Sigefrida sat with Marcellus in a room while the man enjoyed a glass of wine. The barbarian beauty was visibly pregnant and could obviously not drink alcohol without fear of complications. Thus, she had a glass of distilled water in her hands. With a confident smirk on his face, the Roman Emperor asked the most prominent question in his mind. 

"So tell me, how goes our efforts to keep the Sassanid Empire destabilized? There are no unforeseen factors, are there?"

A slight scoff emerged from Sigefrida's lips as she responded to the question with a hint of stoicism in her voice.

"As things currently stand, the Sassanid Empire is embroiled in a succession crisis. One that will not be resolved for some time. I have gone to great lengths to recruit an unlikely agent of chaos, and even I am surprised that she said yes."