“But surely a place where the Gods are so honoured contributes to the Pax Romana in other ways?” Adara said, unable to help herself.
“You sound as if you have gone native already, Lady Metella,” Sabina said from her couch, looking down her nose at Adara.
Adara was not to be cowed by their hostess. “I see much good in the way the Britons lead their lives, true. But I am also Greek and Roman and know that many of the sacred sanctuaries to the Gods across the empire are exempt from taxation.”
“The gods of Ynis Wytrin are not our gods!” Cassius Bucer said loudly, dabbing his face with his napkin.
“I’ll thank you not to yell at my wife,” Lucius said evenly. “Where I come from, and in the imperial circles, women are welcome to discourse as much as any man, so long as they make a well-thought
