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... a cup of chilled Falernian wine in her hand. Below, the rhythmic clang of practice swords and the shouted orders of centurions created a symphony of rising power. Her general, Gaius Maximus, was a maestro, and the orchestra he conducted was her army. She should have felt a deep sense of satisfaction, of security. Instead, she felt the cold, creeping tendrils of a problem she had not anticipated.
Her spymaster, Corvinus, stood beside her, his presence as unobtrusive and chilling as a cryp ...
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