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Argolicus watched the water play in the fountain. Amalina had whisked Proba away to show her around the house. Slaves were unloading the ledgers from the cart and carrying them to the study so Proba could work.
“I know I’ve moved, but this place feels like home,” he said to Nikolaos who was collecting cuttings of herbs and placing them in a damp cloth. It was more than home. His body relaxed for the first time in days.
“Master, you haven’t had time to settle in. All this searching for answers has kept you moving. The house will feel like home.”
“All the searching, but no answers. I’m not sure what I know. Let’s make some notes.”
Nikolaos hurried off with his cuttings. Argolicus continued to watch the fountain splashing in the summer sunlight. Nikolaos returned with a small table, v
