The Forgotten Legion

But without Tarquinius becoming aware of it, the brave, generous Gaul and the eager young man had become very dear to him. Romulus felt like. what? A son to him. He laughed. How very human; how very. ordinary; but how good that felt.

The others looked at Tarquinius questioningly but he was deep in thought.

How could he have forgotten Olenus' words? You will pass on much information. Romulus had been right there under his nose all along. Someone he could begin to instruct in the ancient art. A tiny sigh of satisfaction escaped his lips and he began to speak at last.

'Our journey will continue for years.' His eyes turned to the horizon, and their gaze followed his.

East.

'There will be more battles. And mortal danger.'

The hairs on their necks prickled, but neither Romulus nor Brennus asked more.

They were alive. For the moment, that was enough.