OGEDEI: I have one more doubt, father-Khan, about which I dare not speak. GENGHIS KHAN: (Jerking his chin) What is… what is this doubt? OGEDEI: With his arrival here, he has completely changed. His every second word is about the beauty of the Kipchak Valley. He never tires of standing with his hands on his hips, surveying the mountains and steppes, the wide river and the dense forest thickets where even a dog will not dare stick its nose. All of the people that inhabit the Deshti-Kipchak don’t call you the great Kagan, but instead, they call Jochi that. In the near future… I can’t dare to say this. GENGHIS KHAN: (After a long pause) Since it has come this far, what do you propose? CHAGATAI: The final word is yours, father-Khan. We have brought everything to your attention as quickly as possible so you do not get angry later and say, ‘Why didn’t you tell me at the time?’ GENGHIS KHAN: Around me there are a lot of detectives, different spies that are darting. I have already heard this information of which you speak, and more than once. OGEDEI: It turns out that he even betrays us by saying, “Cities in the dust of devastation, villages smelling of blood, the heart-rending howling of widows and tearful cries of babies. I am against the nationwide bloodshed created by father-Khan!’ CHAGATAI: When I touched my head to mother Borte’s knees, I said, ‘Now I won’t say anything dirty and scandalous against Jochi.’ I swore an oath. After this news, however, I could not keep this oath. How nice it would be for you to talk with Jochi face to face. Genghis Khan gets up and starts pacing up and down the wide palace room. All his thoughts scatter. Not knowing what to do with his hands, he places them on his hips, and then begins impatiently fiddling with his short beard. Anger and vengeful feelings overwhelm him, seizing his entire being. His heart begins to beat faster, palpably, as if intending to jump out of his chest. CHAGATAI: I also wanted to report. GENGHIS KHAN: Stop it! Enough! Stop tormenting me! Get out of here! Having experienced terror from the loud, bewitching volume
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