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Who had said anything about contentedness? Arsenio scoffed softly at the soldier’s initial remark. The humor cast a smile to his features, and he shook his head. No, the Greek mercenary did not seek to be content with himself or his life. He was made to work and to be paid for his work, which was always good. The man did not have idle dreams of a simple future. He wanted only for Tamar to be pulled from servitude and to be given a chance at freedom.

She will be treated better than she is in Akashingo, and that is enough… to start. For that, I would gladly serve at your side.

Arsenio imagined that there would still come a day when he would long for the taste of salt and brine, when his roots would urge him to seek the ocean. He wished to see Tamar there. But as long as they were not stuck beneath the selfish rule of Ramesses, Arsenio could find patience for such things.