QUEENARTHUR

The whim of the noble elite in Guge to dress well goes beyond our hourbounds in the modern period. These are people who wore their clothes and their jewels with absolutely no sense of guilt or regret. They raveled in beauty. They raveled in opulence. Not only did they wear their beauty, they lived amidst it too. And their house, the way they decorated them with the greatest artwork of the time.In this banquet room, C** and his queen would have enjoyed many social occasions, entertained by song and dance.
Guge's armory held the finest weaponry of the time. Its swordsmith used sophisticated techniques to craft superior steel alloys, making their swords much sword of them.
But Guge's wealth and power also attracted the attention of envious neighbours who launched frequent attacks on the kingdom. Eventually one such neighbour would discover a weakness to capitalise on, and Guge's fate would be sealed forever.
Just thirty kilometres away down the valley from the palace of S** is the monastery of T**. Today, it is a modest structure, an eight of its original size. But at its peak, T*** housed more than nine hundred monks and was the largest of Guge's monasteries both in size and influence, a power base, a kin of the Vatican. Pilgrims flocked to T*** and with them came wealth which they gave to the monastery.
At the centre of the spiritual power base was the chief abbot, king C**'s brother.

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