“Marcus woke again to find Sanga lying asleep on his bed, and he quietly climbed off his own mattress, standing still for a moment to allow the slight feeling of dizziness to pass. Walking quietly on bare feet, he made his way up the corridor to the latrine, then went in search of his wife. Felicia was delighted to see… — Anthony Riches Copy Share
“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 of them wanting to suffer the embarrassment of causing the cohort any delay in their headlong charge to the west. The tribune watched them go for a moment, then turned back to the heavily built centurion… — Anthony Riches Copy Share
“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 only the best horseman I’ve met in this whole bloody country, but his bloody manhood’s still dragging in the water.’ The Hamian shook his head and hooked a thumb over his shoulder. ‘If you want to… — Anthony Riches Copy Share
“Soldiers of the Ninth Century, I am your new centurion, Marcus Tribulus Corvus. From this moment I formally assume command of this century, and become responsible for every aspect of your well-being, discipline, training and readiness for war.’ He paused, looking to Dubnus, who drew a large breath and spat a stream of his native language at the troops. ‘One… — Anthony Riches Copy Share
“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 at Scaurus and his officers and then glancing back at the men building the pyre on the plain below the fortress. He called up to them, shielding his eyes with a raised hand. ‘Well now, colleague,… — Anthony Riches Copy Share
“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
