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germanicus watched the flash of ire followed by the retreat of the soldier.

he did not know how lady ruenna dealt with her plebians, but surely it must be more straightforward than this.

the eagle did not wish a rift to widen between himself and kallik. and yet this was the angering part of discipline: learning that the control one had in a situation might be the difference between life and death.

he let out his breath sharply and headed in the opposite direction.