Character: Marie von Hohenstein

Great Khan, I appeal to you, as the one that came here full of fear. I didn't know your people, everything was so foreign. But now I know that the courage and honor to live in these yurts. I valued your son, he was my hope. What good is the desire to die, once seeing the land where the sun sets, if life is beautiful where the sun rises? How many more parents must weep for their sons, how many women must have been a widow? Your son wanted to end the war, you can now fulfill his final wish.

- How will I live if you're not back?
- There's still a flicker of hope. And I will use it for us.
- You know, what they believe the Tatars?
Nothing dies completely.

- You are a man of honor?
Yes.
- So, according to the laws of your people, you would not act dishonestly?
- No.
- What if the king didn't kill your parents? You're still going to kill him?
- He's the killer of my parents.
- You don't know.
- Do you really think you know me better than I know myself?
- That's not it.
- So tell me who I am!? I am able to be Khan and lead your people? Or I'm a dog stray, which Khan saved from starvation? Tell me!

- It's so peaceful. I used to be very afraid of your world, now... Why would you want to destroy all of this? Why?
- Everything here will remain as it was. Only on the throne of your king will sit the other.
- No, it will end as how to begin. The Yurt will blaze, the parents die, mothers will die in front of their children. And this picture will haunt them forever.

Who believes in nothing - never find home.

- You're the lady eagles.
What does that mean?
- You are a Saint.
- I'm not a Saint. No normal person not a Saint!

- The souls of our dead enemies protect us. The ones we won at life owe us after death.
And do we believe that the souls of those whom we have hurt - we are pursuing, demanding justice.

- The dead are not afraid?
- I'm more afraid of the living.

Freedom of faith is possible on earth where there is peace.

- Your last word.
- Unnamed. Tell him that his name is Michel von Hohenstein. And that I loved him to death...

- How to reach the Royal camp?
- Go to the smell of severed hands. If you find my keep.

- She's a girl, one day you'll marry, what she wants to study?
- All. Languages, crafts, art - whatever you wish.
Men our castle fall laughing if I'll hire her a teacher.
Men of our castle, apparently, prefer stupid women because they are fools!