awakening much later wrapped within the other's arms; Zenobia, suddenly clearheaded, could hear the strong beat of his heart through his ribs.
'Are you awake?' she whispered softly.
'No,' he answered. 'I can't possibly be, for if I am then I am in paradise.'
'I love you,' she answered him.
'No,' he said. 'I love you!'
Pushing herself up onto one elbow, she gazed down into his strongly chiseled face. 'That first night,' she said. 'I remember thinking that you were the one I had waited for all my life, and I did not understand it. How could I love my Hawk, and yet so quickly love you? I still am not sure I understand.'
'Did not your father arrange the marriage?'
'Yes.'
'Then you were expected to marry Odenathus, and there was an end to it as far as your family was concerned. Tell me if I am wrong. He was the first man ever to come into your life other than your father and your brothers. He was the first man to make love to you. He was intelligent, and sensitive, and gentle. He adored you above all women, even to putting aside his concubine for you. Is all of this not so?'
'Yes.'
'Then how could a woman of sensitivity fail to respond to him? Did you know what love was, beloved? Do you know now?'
'My love for my Hawk was a child's love,' she said slowly. 'Very much the same as I feel for my father and my brothers. He awakened my body, it is true; but never did I feel for him what I feel for you. Yet that, too, is confusing.
'I remember that all my life until she died my mother always told me of how when she and my father met they fell instantly in love, and knew without reason that they were meant to be together. She did not hesitate to marry him, even though his life as a Bedawi chief was a great deal different from hers as a wealthy Alexandrian.'
Gently she brushed a tousled lock of his chestnut hair back from his forehead. Catching her hand in his, he kissed it, and then pressed it to his heart. 'When we met it was hardly love at first sight,' she continued. 'Oh yes, Marcus, I remember it well, although I have not until now spoken of it! We met on the desert road at dawn, and I was insufferably rude to you; but oh my darling, the pain of my mother's death still lived close to me.' Tears sprang to her eyes as she remembered that terrible morning so long ago when her beautiful mother was savaged, raped, and murdered by Roman mercenaries.
'Don't, beloved,' he urged her, sitting up and gathering her into his embrace.
'I have never really spoken of it to anyone since that day, Marcus. I told my father what had happened, and after that I tried to put it from my mind; but I have never forgotten. They used her body. Then they slit her throat. Perhaps they did her a kindness, for I do not think she could have lived with her shame Blue-eyed Romans. They were blue-eyed Romans. When I met you the hate still boiled in my heart.'
'Hate, beloved, is the opposite of love. From the very first moment I saw you I was lost.' He chuckled. 'You were such a little spitfire that I wanted to drag you from your horse and kiss that angry little mouth until it grew pliant and loving. I knew, however, that you were shortly to be married to the prince of the city. I wanted you then, and having possessed you now, I still want you!'
Her beautiful gray eyes, filled with their tiny golden lights, looked deeply into his sapphire-blue ones. 'You have loved me all these years, Marcus, and I never knew it. I have loved you but never did I dare face that love.'
'Yet the night of Odenathus's death you came willingly to me, beloved. It was as if your soul understood what your mind never dared to comprehend.'
'I ought to be ashamed,' she said quietly, 'and yet I am not. My husband lay dead and I gave myself to another man.'
'You were in shock, beloved; without the least thought or care for yourself you took immediate charge of the situation and thus saved Palmyra from a civil war.'
'I did not even remember! All those months while I carried Mavia I believed her to be Odenathus's child, and when I first saw her and remembered, I rejected her.'
'No, Zenobia, you didn't reject our child. At your first sight of her you were frightened and confused, as your memory had begun to return. What you were rejecting was the possibility of having behaved in a manner contrary to what you had always done.'
She moved so that he held her but lightly and she might gaze into his face. 'I love you, Marcus Alexander Britainus, and for some reason I cannot fathom I am loved by you in return. Stay by my side, my darling. Be my rock; my fortress and refuge in this world. Be my love, and never leave me!'
'I will never leave you, Zenobia,' he promised. 'You are my wife, my beloved one, and as long as you want me I shall stay by your side.'
'Then you must remain with me for eternity, Marcus. Eternity and beyond!'
'You do not set me a very harsh task, beloved,' he said and, bending his head, he brushed her lips with his own.
Her arms wound about him, and she murmured against his marvelous mouth, 'Then I shall have to think of something, my darling, and do not fear, I shall!'
'You will not be easy to live with,' he teased her, 'will you?'
'No,' she said, and then a smile lit her features, 'but then, I suspect, neither will you, my darling!'
7
The soldier emperor, Gallienus, considered the letter he had received from Antonius Porcius Blandus, hot upon the heels of the news of Odenathus's murder. He had thought about sending a military governor out to the East, but old Antonius Porcius, a loyal fellow as he remembered, assured him that the young queen, Zenobia, had all in hand; and had already appointed a former Praetorian prefect, one Marcus Alexander Britainus, to be commander of the Eastern legions.
The Alexander family were well known here in Rome, and this was the eldest son. There were those who thought it amusing that the Alexanders kept to the old ways of loyalty, honest industry, and piety toward the gods, but Gallienus thanked Jupiter himself for such rare servants. The Eastern frontier would be safe with Marcus Alexander, and in a rare burst of goodwill even the senate confirmed his appointment.
Feeling confident, Gallienus went off to subdue the Goths, who were once more overrunning Roman territory. Unfortunately his departure encouraged his general, Aureolus, who commanded the cavalry in Milan, to rebellion. Gallienus hurried to lay siege to Milan. Once there, he was murdered by a group of his dissatisfied generals, who then put forth one of their own as the new emperor. Claudius II quickly subdued Aureolus, put him to death, and then went on to conduct a successful campaign against the German tribes. The Eastern Empire was forgotten.
It was some weeks after Gallienus's murder that word of it reached Zenobia in Palmyra. It was obvious that Claudius would pay no attention to their part of the world, and looking at Longinus, Zenobia said, 'Odenathus told me that the right moment would come someday. The time is
'Just what is it you want, Majesty? Palmyra's freedom from Rome?'
She laughed, and he could hear a triumphant note in the sound. 'Once, Longinus, freedom for Palmyra was all I wanted, but I was young and I lacked experience. It is not enough that Palmyra be free. We need much territory about us to keep our near perimeters safe. I want all of Rome's Eastern Empire for Palmyra, for my son; and I shall have it!'
She had said it, and it was as he had suspected. 'You must move very carefully, Majesty,' he said slowly. 'In the beginning all must be done in the name of the Roman Empire. After all, you will be using the legion they left here in Palmyra.'
'A legion of mercenaries, Longinus; legionnaires from Numidia, Mauretania, and Cyrene! They can be bought.'
'It will take more than money, Majesty.'
'I know, Longinus. It will take victories, for these mercenaries love the taste of victory as well as the sound of
