A Medieval World, a Medieval ideology, an expected course. The (supposedely Orthodox) Monastery, a desperate Merchant and a lone dame. The love was æsthetic and centered on his desires, yet his platitudes and attitudes by the merchant to disobey the ideology and its unwritten rules shows a courageous heart and negated his original desires even if they still cling on desperately. And her, to escape would be a reward enough but her heart so caring for a human life that she swap her miserable life to save a so slightly better life is commendable. She, and she herself, asserted her whims and knew of her actions and consequences. She was willing to pay any price to escape the (cruel) life she had and, with escaping it, had been rewarded to be the Genius (actually the Latin word for Guardian) of the Merchant and see a life that she had been prohibited from thanks to the gaze of her society in Yerevan. Though the Merchant and Angel wish for a life together in the flesh, she had proved herself a knight that was infinitely resigned (in the Søren Kirkegaardian way). But he? Had he not the wealth to buy her freedom out? Was there not a corrupt Head monk, for even the fiercest Monk knows they need all the recruits and funds they can get. After all, even the Ruling class in Yerevan send their tribute to maintain this powerful clique they can wipe off without trouble. Yet, with keeping of a powerful weapon, the Merchant couldn’t save her nor corrupt the rules a bit for the occasion. Such is the sad fate of Medieval Yerevan, they had yet to fear the power of Money when they still feared the power of a God.

Upvot’d and resteem’d.