I stood in the front of the large crowd, all looking expectantly in my direction. I felt a trickle of sweat run down my back. I didn't know I was expected to make a speech. This gathering of archealogists from all of the world looked my way, silently, awaiting me to enlighten them on the Golden Age of Byzantium.
I hadn't studied Byzantium since I was studying in the postgraduate program at Yale.
I let the silence grow thick. The heat in the room seemed to have suddenly jumped to a temperature to match the desert sands outside these walls.
I cleared my throat.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Your Majesty, and members of the press," I began....