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Chapter 42 - Pretext of Blood

The winter rains had only just faded from the flagstones of Arelate when the imperial messengers arrived, bearing a summons sealed with Constantine's personal ring. The city was busy with the hum of new ambition-shipbuilders swarmed the waterfront, forging hulls for the Classis Germanica, while ironmongers pounded out chain and mail as if beating war into the very air. Legionaries drilled on the fields west of the Rhône, the thunder of their shields rolling like a storm over the city's tiled roofs. Into this atmosphere rode Bassianus, Caesar by the emperor's own favor, believing his star was on the rise.

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