The calm before the storm
The Praetorians whisper among themselves around the evening campfires. Nobody eats much, and I sleep with my sword within reach.
Messengers race between our camp and Charmion’s, to no avail. Last night, I couldn’t help overhearing raised voices...
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The Praetorians whisper among themselves around the evening campfires. Nobody eats much, and I sleep with my sword within reach.
Messengers race between our camp and Charmion’s, to no avail. Last night, I couldn’t help overhearing raised voices from the Legatus’s tent. Yet he said nothing. Just sat in stoic silence, listening to the priests and captains shouting obscenities at each other.
All I can do is pray that the Legatus decides soon, and wisely. I even made an offering to mighty Mars…to grant us victory at arms, should the worst come to pass.
