The Tiger and the Cauldron – Epilogue

Baidu was executed by Ghazan’s order on the very day of the latter’s triumphant entry into Tabriz. He had been Il-khan for only six months. Ghazan was formally enthroned two weeks later. It was the beginning of November in the year 1295 by the Western calendar. That same winter, Marco Polo, his father and his …

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The Tiger and the Cauldron[42]

Chapter 42 Rashid was travelling again. Now that the war was almost over, he expected to feel relieved, however there were new daily frustrations to take the place of the old. Since crossing the Alburz into the plain of the Caspian in what Ghazan planned as a victory march, they had encountered the late summer …

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The Tiger and the Cauldron(41)

Chapter 41 Sabbah slammed the door shut and turned the key savagely in the lock. He inspected his thumb on which the blood had begun to congeal. ‘You heard?’ he demanded of Sayyid and Mujir, neither of whom had moved from his position as guard. ‘We heard.’ ‘You will forget!’ Sabbah growled. ‘Swear it.’ ‘I …

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The Tiger and the Cauldron(39)

Chapter 39 ZAGROS The brown dust road stretched out in both directions with no sign of life or habitation save the droppings of countless sheep and goats. Now rising, then falling, it ran with scarcely a bend across the arid terrain between the darker, russet brown of the hills. Fifteen or twenty parasangs on, it …

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The Tiger and the Cauldron(37)

Chapter 37 The skulls and other remains were removed from the square and buried in the public garden. The ash was brushed away and the paving cleaned. Sabbah undertook to supervise the gathering up of all serviceable weapons, which were brought to the citadel, while Khumar attended to the task of digging pits to receive …

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The Tiger and the Cauldron(36)

Chapter 36 QAZVIN Sabbah and his party turned the corner into the square. His face, already bloody and grim, puckered in an expression that seemed to mix rage with revulsion. Fakhr ad-Din, who had been leaning on his shoulder for support, sank to his knees with a groan. ‘What in the name of Satan and …

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