The love of the warrior. Small B.

Queen of Zenobia.

The name of this glorified warrior is covered with legends, claiming that she was a direct descendant of Cleopatra herself, who was not inferior to charm, nor courage, nor political ambitions... ambitions, ambitions, who have embarked on her, the lord of Palmyra, into the war with the enemy who did not know the defeats and did not choose the ways to achieve victory, omnipotent Imperial Rome. And the commander is a woman. A beautiful, passionate, subtly feeling a woman who loved only one person all his life-a courageous commander who belonged to the Romans hostile to her.

Does this love have at least some chances for the future? Time will tell...