‘This is your son, Lupus. Our boy!’

‘Be quiet Aureliana. Save your strength’.

‘There is no point. I know that I am dying. I lost much blood when I gave birth and even more when you wounded me so grievously. I have grown too weak to fight any more’.

‘I am sorry, Aureliana. I could not let you kill Germanus’.

The Queen of the West Britons laughed.

‘You are loyal to the end, despite your love for me, my little wolf!’

‘I did not mean to kill you, though. I swore to defend my master against all manner of foes. I could not help myself.’

‘It does not matter; nothing matters to me any longer’.

‘But you matter to me. You cannot leave me!’

‘The ancie...

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