Chapter 22 - Digging for the Truth
Gregorios Saraceno sat on his chair, impatiently awaiting for something to happen. This was probably the most boring job in the whole country. At least, that's what he had thought for the last few years, but perhaps the Kings of old found it much more entertaining. He almost heaved a sigh of relief when his messenger came in, hurriedly, an urgent look on his face. "Milord, the ambassador from Poland wishes to see you!"
"Send him in," Gregorios said. Another boring diplomatic meeting, apparently. With his characteristic charm and overwhelming diplomatic capacity, at least, that's what he called it, Gregorios quickly secured an alliance with the nation of Poland. It wasn't all that quick, either. But he had to make himself sound grandiose to get over the pure boredom of this entire office. Why did they even have a Prince, anyway? The Council debates were probably much more fun.
Meanwhile, the new Prince's diplomatic ability continued to send colonists flocking to the new world, dramatically increasing the size of Athens' holdings. Demetrios Doria was quickly gaining a power base in the new colonies, where the arriving populace was appalled at the state of affairs. Holding meetings in secret, undermining Dimosthenes' colonial operations, anything to make him seem inefficient to the council back home. Once that happened, the government would be happy to introduce some competition to keep the colonies "in shape".
Regardless, it didn't change the fact that on paper, Athens was quickly becoming one of the largest nations in the world. Quite shocking to the Europeans, especially the Venetians who had only lost their Greek colony of Athens a hundred and forty or so years ago.
After all, back in 1405, Athens was simply a backwater farming town with delusions of grandeur and a lot of crumbling, old buildings. Now it was the center of travel to the New World and the highest seat of learning in the Balkans. Not too bad for a nation constantly on the run from warfare and only just starting to test the waters of international politics.
Meanwhile, the African colonies, full of cheap labor and people willing to do anything to get to Athens, were finally all considered a core part of the Athenian Republic. Greeks born in the provinces of Northern and Southern Africa were now given full citizenship. Technically, they could now vote, but that would mean sailing all the way to Greece just to put in your vote for something that would probably change again in eight years.
Adron had run for council and been elected. He felt odd in his official clothing. Patting his father's letter that he had stored under his clothes, Adron continued into the council. Another recently elected member, Ioannes Melissinos, seemed to be an expert in how to improve the efficiency of the government. Of course, as he walked to the royal palace, he hadn't expected to see anything that he ended up seeing that day.
A man in a white robe, a blood-stained knife, and another person crumpled against the wall. At first, Adron was tempted to run, act like he hadn't seen anything. In the second he thought this, he had yet to see the murderer's face. But as his head rose, the boy's green eyes locked onto the face of Ioannes. The victim? It was too difficult to tell, the blood covered their hair and face to such an extent that none of the skin under it was visible.
Drawing his own knife that he kept with him for safety, like his mother had taught him, Adron pointed it at his fellow councilor. "You! Murderer! Infidel!" he shouted, hoping to attract the attention of some other people. But no one was around. This was the back entrance to the palace, the perfect place for a murder. As Ioannes' head turned to one side and locked gaze with Adron's, the man started to cower, and began to run.
After that, it was all instinct. He drew his arm back, flinging the knife at the councilor. A stupid move. What if the handle of the knife hit? The council would just turn around to attack Adron as well, most likely. But he needn't worry about it for long, as the steel sheathed itself into Ioannes' back. The man collapsed onto his knees, then fell face forward, his face touching the warm cobblestone below.
Shaking, Adron fell to his knees as well. Sure, the man was a murderer, but Adron had just killed another human being. Raising his hands to his face, he saw they were shaking. Had he just changed the course of history, forever? If Ioannes had lived, would Athens future be different? Maybe he would've died anyway a few days letter when they found the body. But how would they know it was him? Everything was all so... surreal.
Then another thought hit him. The victim! Crawling over to the body against the wall, Adron used the sleeve of his clothing to wipe away the blood. As he did so, a familiar image grew more and more firm in his mind. A man who had walked into the Konstantinos residence one day, a man who had some of the greatest potential, but that potential was cut off by Adron's own father...
Adeipho. Ioannes wouldn't have wanted any competition over the field of government, and Adeipho was the only experienced member of the council left besides Dimosthenes, who usually only attended
in absentia. The only member with experience to back his speeches and arguments. Ioannes had killed another human being, just to.. just to further his own position in the court!
Clutching the unopened letter through the fabric of his clothing, Adeipho collapsed next to the body, heaving. A few moments later, he stood, his legs feeling like they might fall out from under him any moment, and walked into the palace. He reported the murder to the nearest guard, then went into the council chamber to change. They had a few spare sets of clothing there, just in case someone had forgotten theirs. Of course, the chamber in the palace was rarely used, in fact, it had never been used. The only time it was supposed to be used was when the council's own building was unreachable or under siege by the people.
Then, he attended his session with the Prince, left, and went home to sleep. He wouldn't leave again for the next few days.