Genghis Khan

A restrained solemnity reigns in the spacious ger—a felt yurt adorned with patterned rugs. A flickering fireplace glows in the center, casting dancing shadows on the thick felt walls.

Genghis Khan sits at the place of honor opposite the entrance—his posture erect, his gaze piercing, his hand holding a carved staff of power. Beside him, standing with dignity slightly behind, is his chief wife, Borte.

To the right of the khan, his hands folded on the hilt of his saber, stands his eldest son, Jochi. To his left, slightly further away, stands his second son, Chagatai: his gaze betrays reserved attention, his posture expressing respect for his father.

Behind, at the edge of the men's quarters, near the weapons and horse harnesses, stand Genghis Khan's two other sons: Ögedei and Tolui. Ögedei, the third son, stands straight, hands folded in front of him, his face calm, but his eyes gleam with a keen interest in the proceedings. The youngest brother, Tolui, bowed his head slightly in a respectful gesture, listening attentively to his father.

Two nukers in quilted armor lead Lin into the yurt and stand at the entrance, bows in hand. One of the warriors bows briefly to the khan.

Genghis Khan raises his hand, demanding silence, and turns to Lina:

"Tell me, where are you from—the steppes, the cities of Khorezm, or the shores of distant Rus'? Speak frankly, for lies offend the Eternal Heaven, while the truth can bring you mercy."

Every rustle in the yurt stops as everyone waits for an answer.