Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time Page #4

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- You shouldn't be here,

- I shouldn't have let you come.

- But you did.

I promised my brother I'll kill you,

if he couldn't have you.

Well, the solution would be

to kiss me, and then kill me.

But I have a better solution.

I kill you,

and your problems are solved!

Perhaps we could find

another solution.

Well, the solution would be

to kiss me, and then kill me.

But I have a better solution.

I kill you!

Give back what you stole, Persian!

No!

- Did you see that?

- See what?

Go for that sword again,

and I swear I'll break your arm.

Again?

- You've used up all the sand!

- What?

What is this?

Incredible.

Releasing the sand,

turns back time.

And only the holder

of the Dagger is aware what's happened.

He could go back and alter events,

change time.

And no one knows, but him.

How much can it unliken?

Answer me, princess.

You destroyed my city.

Our invasion wasn't about weapons

forges, it was about this Dagger.

After the battle, Tus asked

for this Dagger as tribute,

I didn't think anything of it,

but now I see.

With it, he could change anything. He could

change the course of a critical moment in battle,

He could foresee the blade of a rival.

He wouldn't just be the king,

he'd be the most powerful ruler Persia ever seen,

greater even than my father.

It was all about this dagger!

My treacherous brother

must be brought to justice.

And as such, I have doubled

the reward for his capture.

Meanwhile, I shall strive to protect

our Empire, as my father would've demanded.

A new reign has begun.

- What are you doing?

- Garsiv can't be far behind us.

She is the most famous horse in the Empire,

this would skew its tracks.

- Tracks where, where are you going?

- To Avrat, where my father will be buried.

You're wanted for the King's murder,

you're going to march into his funeral

alongside thousands of

Persian soldiers.

I hope Nizam will be there,

he's the only one I can trust.

He'll see I was set up by Tus,

step aside, princess.

Every road to Avrat

will be covered with Persian troops.

Well I a'm not taking roads,

I'm going through the Valley of the Slaves.

No one goes near that wasteland,

it's filled with murderers and cutthroats.

- Yes, so they say.

- Your whole plan is suicide.

My brother murdered my father,

and left his blood on my hands.

If I die trying to set that right,

then so be it.

So, you're going to leave me here,

in the middle of nowhere?!

Noble Dastan, abandoning a helpless

woman in the wilderness.

What does your precious

honor have to say about that?

Oh, give me the strength not to kill her.

Mounts up, we can't be far behind him.

Without the right sand, it's just

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