My words stunned those who heard them, especially my brothers and young officers, who felt as though the true essence of military conflict had been suddenly and unceremoniously unveiled and laid bare before their eyes. Even men like Abraham stared gawk eyed at me, before a small smirk snatched the place of his foolish expression, making me ask "What's so amusing, lord?"
"Nothing of any substance, sire. It's just that sometimes you speak in a way that reminds me of those old fellows Darius and Hamilcar." He humorously said, trying to suffocate the chuckle in his throat, but miserably failing to do so.
I said nothing in reply, merely smiling as well, since in all actuality he was not far off. 'Was I closing in on my seven hundredth birthday when I died? Or maybe it was my eight hundredth? I can't remember anymore.' I calmly thought, having long since lost interest in the concept of age and the tedious act of counting it.
