“There you go, lads, definitive proof that it isn’t who you know that matters, but who you know they’ve been shagging.” — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“Marcus woke again to find Sanga lying asleep on his bed, and he quietly climbed off his own mattress, standing still for a moment… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“Julius waited stone-faced as the other centurions scattered to their centuries, eager to make sure their men were ready for a forced march, none… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“Qadir waded out of the water next, the chestnut mare calm under his touch, and Silus raised a disgusted eyebrow. ‘There’s no justice. Not… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“Soldiers of the Ninth Century, I am your new centurion, Marcus Tribulus Corvus. From this moment I formally assume command of this century, and… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“Centurion! Would you like to be a cavalryman one last time? There are Venicones who escaped when your line was broken to be hunted… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“Are you pair mad? You pitch up as if you own the place, and then you offer to relieve me of two centuries’ worth… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“The Petriana’s tribune dismounted a dozen paces short of the gate and stalked up to the palisade wall with a grim smile, squinting up… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“Colleague, given that I’m detached to go hunting bandits, I’d be grateful for the continued loan of your horses until we return. A squadron… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“In the murk ahead of them a pair of blazing torches indicated the entrance to the forum, with a pair of sentries standing guard… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“Well, Arminius, I can’t say you’re the most natural horseman I’ve ever seen.’ Arminius sneered down at the men standing around him, then leaned… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
“Dubnus. Brother. I wouldn’t have amounted to anything better than a rotting corpse in a ditch on the road south from Yew Grove without… — Anthony Riches Copy Share Image
