"There's still time. I know a good place nearby that will take us in. There's wine and women. We can wait until Yajisiyan's soldiers have had their fill of killing, then come back here.
I promise you, we'll still be welcomed back. We can return as saviors, or as some kind of Messiah.
Trust me, I can think of a good reason. I have a knack for fooling those idiots.
Now is the best time to leave. Any later and the roads will be blocked.
So let's leave together. Also, I hope you have some spare horses to carry my spoils from the last few days. Don't worry, I'm willing to split them with you.
I like Normans, because they're never fanciful or unrealistic. I've always gotten along well with Normans.
Come on, come on, tell me your choice, my Norman messiah."
Bagrat tightened the turban on his head and said to Eric with a smile.
