|To my Father
Come home at once. The helots won't revolt just yet.
Sad news. Patronus died yesterday. He was just
sitting there with that wretched Alcibiades, enjoying the sun ... playing with Hermes the
dog ... enjoying a glass of new wine. He just slumped forwards over the table,
turned his head, muttered 'Iolanda' , and died.
It was so sudden. If he hadn't been such an Ancient
Greek you might have suspected that he had been poisoned or something.
The King and the other Ephorates have arranged his
funeral ... just a simple affair, very Spartan. They wait for your return.
So leave off chasing the helots, especially that
Pyramus. He means no harm, he just likes the sound of his own voice ... no one listens to
Trepula is behaving very strangely.
Come soon ...