In his royal chambers he had recieved the news about the ambush and capture without any emotion upon his face. Then to add to the stress he was told of the travesty between the men on the wall and Burnaburiash's men. 'Why the hell can't that bastard just leave well enough alone?''Why must he be stupid and not just accept what is?' An uncontrollable rage was mounting inside of him every minute, but he kept it in check. There was a knock upon the chamber door before the herald anounced the presence of Lieutenant Madyes. He shuffled in dust ridden and tired. "Your sovereign grace I tried to get to the King but he doesn't want to be disturbed. And I was instructed by Prince Palacus to give this letter to you should anything happen to him." I looked in surprise, "Palacus is free then?" " No my liege he is not, but I spoke with him before he left and he told me that he had a bad dream the night before in which Lord Marduk spoke to him and cautioned him against attacking that encampment. But he was also told that should things go awry and he be caught, his life and the cub of Babylon's life would be spared and there would be a way to win this war." Prince Nymosyne sat down on the small gilded throne and sat in thought. It was funny because the night before he too had dreamed a dream dealing with Lord Marduk. He had been told by the golden divinity to just tarry for a little while because The gods were not at all pleased with the traitor Burnaburish attacking their holy city on earth or the Lion of Babylon, their son. Not to mention the High Priest of Marduk had reported to the king less than a week ago pretty much the same thing. Three times with the same prophesy. Prince Nymosyne nodded and thanked Madyes then sent him on his way. He sat in deep thought again facing the balcony and looking beyond off into the horizon of Babylon. 'Oh divine ones when will this end?' he asked with a sigh. 'We will be patient a little longer great ones.' A knock on his chamber doors brought out of his prayerful reverie, and just before he could rise the herald appeared. "Your sublime majesty, Queen Semiramis of Crete!"