As granted permission, the army confusionly strolls into the Nubian Palace. They bring with with lavish gifts of gold, before his majesty, the King of Nubia. They bow low in deep admiration, and with a smile Sir Gil de Eannes speaks with his majesty.
Ahh finally we are able to see you in presence your eminence, Prestor John. Please, take these gifts from your brothers in Portugal, as a token of our gratitude. We are most pleased to see your grace, let us form an alliance to crush the heathenous scum of North Africa.
Sir Gil de Eannes bows low again, and smiles at his majesty.
Ahh finally we are able to see you in presence your eminence, Prestor John. Please, take these gifts from your brothers in Portugal, as a token of our gratitude. We are most pleased to see your grace, let us form an alliance to crush the heathenous scum of North Africa.
Sir Gil de Eannes bows low again, and smiles at his majesty.