- King Haadem: Have the stranger flogged till his blood flows and leave him bound to the stake until I give further orders.
- Kudrum: As your father, Tamall, knows of my valor, I have been told of your beauty. The minstrels sing throughout the lands, comparing you to the flowers, the sparkling mountain streams, and the stars. But now I see that they lie, because you are the very paragon of beauty.
- Princess Tamall: I thank you, Kudrum, but beauty is not a virtue.
- Narrator: After the death of Attila, in the second half of the fifth century, the Huns, torn by internal strife, had abandoned their ambitious dreams of conquest, while famine reigned among them, causing many deaths. With the help of his nephew Tharus, King Bohlem, brother of Attila, led the realm survivors of his own tribe towards the South, not only to reconquer that which had once belonged to his brother, but above all to find a richer, more generous land, where his people could settle and recover their strength.
- King Haadem: I condemn you to death. Those eyes you dared to raise to gaze upon another man's betrothed woman will never see another dawn. You'll be executed before sunrise.