As we made our way to the center of Vahanagir, through the corridors and gates, my eyes laid hold of the mighty warriors depicted upon the walls, ages and ages before our own, the great men who reigned in this castle and in Yetemia. Our place was in the chamber of my father's crown and throne as King of kings, the title given to him by his beloved people over whom he reigned and loved with the love of Christ, and also given by those he defeated and towards whom he showed his mercy, not only rebuilding their homes, but also offering them food and supplies in spite of their despised rulers.