as he read the tablet the sweating messenger had just delivered in his hands.

The Median general's closest friend, Astyages, a general in his own right, had just tendered such news as to be absolutely earth-shattering.

Cyaxares dismissed the travel-worn soldier who knelt before him, bidding him seek food and rest. He would be summoned in due time for his return trip with an answer.

This bears careful thought, Cyaxares mused. One false step could mean death for us all.

On the other hand, the Median general weighed his alternatives. Which to choose?

It was something that demanded careful consideration.