A moment — and I’m already in the past. Neither my home nor my era: all around me are чужие conspiracies and rules. Slavs here aren’t liked; they’re easily made the scapegoats, and I’m unexpectedly assigned to serve the very Velisarius.
Once they took my previous life away from me, then I’ll build a new one. I’ll return to my roots, to my ancestors, and prove what a Slav is worth. Who will decide to stand in my way? Bulgars, Avars, Byzantine intriguers — I’ll deal with them all. I lost my Homeland — I’ll create it here, for myself and my own. Especially since it turns out that I command a detachment of warrior-sclaveni. And there’s no time to ease in — a Persian army is already preparing for an attack; at the front line, my people are holding the line. The Huns are harboring their malice and want to destroy me; Velisarius’s wife is plotting her own game. There won’t be any easy roads, but I’ll take the path I’ve chosen and lead my people along it.