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“Then you would be dead too, Valerius Maximianus,” I answered.

“I guess so. That little shit never liked me and would like to get rid of me if he could. If not for his father’s friendship with me and his need for my protection, I probably would have felt his dagger in my back long ago. It is a wonder he did not accuse me of trying to have him assassinated by your hand.”

“Many people died because of my deed that day... innocent people.”

“That’s not your fault, Skjaldemey. Commodus is a sick, spoilt individual with too much power in his hands. Even his father had second thoughts about keeping him as his successor. I fear for the day he falls away and that little monster becomes the sole ruler. The Gods help us all. You were the only one that ever stood up to him. But I can assure you, this event shall be obliterated from the pages of history except for the few of us who knew what really happened. He wants you dead and gone. Doesn’t even want your head or anything. You are to be erased from his life. I gave my word.”

“How am I to die?”

“Crucifixion, what else. I’m sorry... It will be a shame to kill one like you.”


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