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Swordsmen of Saladin - ebook
In the Twelfth Century an intrigue at the court of the great Sultan Saladin brings forth the Sphinx Emerald to play its strange magic role. A miniature image of the sphinx hypnotizes its owners and inspires them to make history-changing decisions. Ninth story in the series about the Sphinx Emerald from the master story tell H. Bedford-Jones!
| Kategoria: | Suspense |
| Język: | Angielski |
| Zabezpieczenie: |
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| ISBN: | 978-83-8292-457-2 |
| Rozmiar pliku: | 2,4 MB |
FRAGMENT KSIĄŻKI
Swordsmen of Saladin
_In the Twelfth Century an intrigue at the court
of the great Sultan Saladin brings forth the
Sphinx Emerald to play its strange magic role._
LIKE old Whoosis, the Roman poet, I sing of swords and rascals. With certain few exceptions, all men are rascals. I am, naturally, one of the exceptions. Yet my career has given me no cause of pride, unless it be the affection in which I hold my master Saladin, as he is usually called–a contraction for Sala’h-ud-Din, which means “Honoring the Faith.” His given name is Yusuf or Joseph. In the Kurdish country where he came from, they use Biblical names.
Greek-born in Alexandria, I was educated as a scribe. My drunken father sold me to the Arabs as a slave, and I was named El Bahi, “The Elegant,” because of my good looks. I was taken to Cairo, rapidly made my way and became secretary to Saladin when he came to Cairo, a green Kurdish country boy, with his uncle the governor. This was in the Year of the Hegira 564, or as Christians reckon it 1168, if you must have history.
Myself, I have no love for history; it is dull work. I have set out to tell the truth here, and it deals with some chancy intrigue, an honest eunuch, and a bit of hot swordplay–also with that accursed and beautiful jewel the Sphinx Emerald. This may also be history, but it is generally unknown and deserves to be told. So, with one hand upon my alleged heart, I bow gracefully; El Bahi is at your service with the truth. Salutations!
Let me skip the preludes of intrigue, treachery and struggle. Five years after coming to Cairo, Saladin’s uncle was dead, and he was governor of Egypt for the Sultan Nureddin, chief ruler of the Moslem world. As his secretary, I was doing very well for myself. His vizier, the eunuch Karakush, ruled the city and country, with all its emirs and captains, Mameluke slaves and soldiers, workmen and Egyptians. Let me paint these three men for you, since our world revolved about them:
I was rather small, stoutish, of great elegance in dress and manners, and well accustomed to finesse–in a word, a diplomat. I came only to the shoulder of my good friend the tall and scrawny Karakush. He was given to violence and savage passions, but was actually secretive and highly careful. We lived in the old palace with Saladin and his soldiers, but both of us were too wise to cut any figure among the swaggering emirs and great lords. Jealousy and treachery were everywhere, and throats were swiftly cut.
Karakush had one talent; he was a gifted builder, and over a cup of wine could dream great dreams in stone, which later took shape. He was spending Saladin’s wealth, and held our master in great love. So did I, and why not? Everyone loved Saladin.
This is a free sample. Please purchase full version of the book to continue.
_In the Twelfth Century an intrigue at the court
of the great Sultan Saladin brings forth the
Sphinx Emerald to play its strange magic role._
LIKE old Whoosis, the Roman poet, I sing of swords and rascals. With certain few exceptions, all men are rascals. I am, naturally, one of the exceptions. Yet my career has given me no cause of pride, unless it be the affection in which I hold my master Saladin, as he is usually called–a contraction for Sala’h-ud-Din, which means “Honoring the Faith.” His given name is Yusuf or Joseph. In the Kurdish country where he came from, they use Biblical names.
Greek-born in Alexandria, I was educated as a scribe. My drunken father sold me to the Arabs as a slave, and I was named El Bahi, “The Elegant,” because of my good looks. I was taken to Cairo, rapidly made my way and became secretary to Saladin when he came to Cairo, a green Kurdish country boy, with his uncle the governor. This was in the Year of the Hegira 564, or as Christians reckon it 1168, if you must have history.
Myself, I have no love for history; it is dull work. I have set out to tell the truth here, and it deals with some chancy intrigue, an honest eunuch, and a bit of hot swordplay–also with that accursed and beautiful jewel the Sphinx Emerald. This may also be history, but it is generally unknown and deserves to be told. So, with one hand upon my alleged heart, I bow gracefully; El Bahi is at your service with the truth. Salutations!
Let me skip the preludes of intrigue, treachery and struggle. Five years after coming to Cairo, Saladin’s uncle was dead, and he was governor of Egypt for the Sultan Nureddin, chief ruler of the Moslem world. As his secretary, I was doing very well for myself. His vizier, the eunuch Karakush, ruled the city and country, with all its emirs and captains, Mameluke slaves and soldiers, workmen and Egyptians. Let me paint these three men for you, since our world revolved about them:
I was rather small, stoutish, of great elegance in dress and manners, and well accustomed to finesse–in a word, a diplomat. I came only to the shoulder of my good friend the tall and scrawny Karakush. He was given to violence and savage passions, but was actually secretive and highly careful. We lived in the old palace with Saladin and his soldiers, but both of us were too wise to cut any figure among the swaggering emirs and great lords. Jealousy and treachery were everywhere, and throats were swiftly cut.
Karakush had one talent; he was a gifted builder, and over a cup of wine could dream great dreams in stone, which later took shape. He was spending Saladin’s wealth, and held our master in great love. So did I, and why not? Everyone loved Saladin.
This is a free sample. Please purchase full version of the book to continue.
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