Phoenix Maplewood paganus

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the traipse of another drew the eagle's attention. he regarded her coolly: a warmblood beauty with a burnished half-veil and aureate eyes. given as he was to his work, germanicus was unstirred, though his ears swept forward in brief alarm as she uttered some unfinished sounds and fell into a swoon.

moving quickly to her side, the centurion assessed she belonged to artyom's ranks, and then began to search her for obstruction of breath. flanks continued to move, but he could not think of what had startled the stream-maid. he straightened, grunted, considered dragging her back to the borderlines until a healer could be found. "femina," germanicus muttered in a louder tone than she had offered. "wake, now."