By Simon Scarrow
But Marcus has no purpose of staying in gladiator university endlessly. he's made up our minds to discover his father's previous commander to correct the wrongs which have been performed to Marcus’s kin. get away won’t be effortless, with the specter of punishment and conflict within the area looming huge. but, unbeknownst to Marcus, he consists of a mystery that would carry the foremost to his freedom and that of all the Empire’s slaves. And if the Romans detect it, there'll be no escape.
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While they trained the dog, Titus told everyone to keep an eye open for any men approaching the farm. He organized a rota for himself and Aristides to keep watch during the nights. He took the first and last turns. Each night, as Marcus made his way to his bed, he saw his father seated on a stool just inside the courtyard gate, his drawn sword resting across his thighs and a large copper dish propped up beside him to be beaten if Titus had to sound the alarm. Marcus worried about it constantly, but no one came in the days that followed, and then the days stretched into a month and still Decimus sent no men, or even any message.
The centurion turned his head away. The slave’s movements became frantic, then suddenly faded in strength, until his hands fell away and his head dropped back. Titus hung on for a moment longer, just to be certain, and then opened his eyes and looked round to see the dead man’s tongue protruding through his teeth. Releasing his grip, Titus rolled away and scrambled back on to his feet, breathing hard. He looked down and saw that his sword had plunged into the man’s ribs – that’s why he had been unable to move it.
Yes, I imagine so. ’ Marcus frowned. ‘I don’t know. Whenever I talk about it, she goes very quiet. I don’t understand why. ’ He felt something lightly tap his shoulder and looked up. ’ More drops fell, and they saw that the cloudy sky had darkened over the mountains behind the farm and a veil of rain was coming down the slope towards them. ‘You go back to the house,’ said Aristides. ‘I’ll stay here and watch the goats. ’ Marcus nodded and quickly rose to his feet. The rain was now falling steadily, pattering through the leaves on the trees.