Redsand Canyon pontius

when aquene sat, the imperator followed suit. he perched awkwardly upon the threshold of the tablinum and set himself to listen.

she had come from a vicious place. germanicus beheld the talk of arranged marriages and daughters deemed unfit to lead with a grim air. a girl engaged to a man her father's age. dimitri. rhyzov. 

"when i was young and in editum we put such wolves down." it was a cold answer but it was the correct one. having fought dimitri himself, he would not underestimate the individual. 

"do you believe he will return?" asked the tactician. in the moment the man had fled. it did not mean he would not come back. germanicus watched aquene. she had told him all that needed to be said, he felt. and he wished he had easier fare for her ears.