Northstar Vale aranea

Mwah! I love you dearly and every thread I get with you is a treasure. <3

The Roman departed the vale without another word.

Arsenio turned sharply away from their meeting point, head swimming with thoughts of the Pharaoh, of Akashingo, and of his wife… who he desperately wished to see. Prowling to their den, the Arche stopped just outside the entrance and allowed himself to succumb to the swelling wave of rage and hurt that had filled him.

The smell of Tamar soothed him, after a short time. When Arsenio entered their home, it was to plant kisses atop the heads of his children and then to draw close to his wife. He would tell her of his conversation with Germanicus, when they had a moment to themselves.