“Lucius ‘Pen Dragon’… It suits you!” Einion said.
“Where is the captain you spoke of…Creticus? I would speak with him.”
Einion leaned forward. “Arthrek just brought word from the Iron Gate that Creticus is determined to finish unloading the cargo tonight. He’ll be up here in the morning with his family. You can meet him then.”
Lucius balled his fist.
“What is it, Lucius?” Briana asked. “Aren’t you happy to see your men alive?”
“Of course I am,” Lucius answered quickly. “It’s just…” He took a deep breath. “Never mind.” He turned to walk back to Adara and the children. We don’t belong here.
That night, as Lucius lay in bed, sleepless beside Adara, he thought about all that had happened that evening.
Seeing the Sarmatians again, seeing them alive, was truly a gift from the Gods, he kne
