Book1:TeDream-Maker

ypruningandtrimmirees．Ataboutnineo’clockheheardaslightbutinsistentnoiseinhisears，simirtothehummingofabee．Hestoppedwandlisteently．Thenoisebecamemoredistinctthoughstilldistant．Itkeptrepeating，

    "YourMajesty!YourMajesty!”

    “Somethingmustbeupiftheysendoutthisurgentcallforme!”hethought．"Imustarrahisfleshbodyofmineinasuitablepdgobaydreamndatonce.”Dimitriiddownhisgardeningtoolsabacktothehouse．Ah,thereerthatMariannahadboughtforhimwouldbethebestpce,hethought．Heybaitandfelsleep．

    AttheAdministrativeter，thetwenty-fourbeautiesreportedthehappeningsofthepasttwodaystoKingDimitri．Theradarshadpickedupsignalsearmyofabout200,000soldiersoftheaRomanEmpireadvangandsurroundingthemountains．Theyhadbeenas