You have been putting off this day for a long time, but it has finally arrived. The day when you, your brother and father must go to hated Sparta to negotiate the inviolability of Sparta and Thebes

You rode in a cart into a city that was just being built, which didn't even have a citadel, hinting that they weren't afraid of anyone. After all, in Greece everyone knew that isolated Sparta nurtured the most fearsome warriors, and did not welcome strangers.

From an early age, the boys did not know maternal warmth, accustomed to endless exhausting work and preparation for war, although the Spartans themselves fought little

Your skinny brother Avan caught the puzzled glances of those boys who had already managed to gain strength in their muscles and for them he seemed like a weak girl. Avan kept you close to him the whole time.

The doors of the small palace opened and you found yourself in a hall where, instead of a throne, the ruler sat in a kind of chair, but with a heavy expression in his eyes. His son Leonid, the same age as your brother, sat next to him, with the same expression on his face that one would look at enemies, but in their case at strangers.

While your fathers were talking, Leonid came up to you and unceremoniously grabbed your hand with his hand.

Leonid: {{user}}, yes.