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Chapters (43)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. By Simon Scarrow
  4. Dedication
  5. Acknowledgements
  6. CHAPTER ONE
  7. CHAPTER TWO
  8. CHAPTER THREE
  9. CHAPTER FOUR
  10. CHAPTER FIVE
  11. CHAPTER SIX
  12. CHAPTER SEVEN
  13. CHAPTER EIGHT
  14. CHAPTER NINE
  15. CHAPTER TEN
  16. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  17. CHAPTER TWELVE
  18. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  23. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  24. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  42. EPILOGUE
  43. AUTHOR’S NOTE

‘Yes. I suppose you are right.’ Auelius picked up the waxed tablet. ‘I’ll have these officers reassigned immediately. Let me know who you and Macro have nominated to replace them as soon as you can.’

Cato nodded.

‘Will that be all?’ Aurelius asked.

The tone of the question caught Cato by surprise. It was almost as if their positions had been reversed and the legate was asking him for permission to end their meeting. For a brief moment Cato felt pity for the man. His responsibilities exceeded his capabilities and yet he was proud and determined enough to insist on retaining command of the legion and the auxiliary cohorts that made up his modest army. That might well become something of a problem, Cato decided. Aurelius would have to be handled carefully if the Nubians were going to be defeated. He had to be treated with a careful balance between deference and direction.

‘Yes, sir. If I may have your permission to be dismissed?’

‘Of course.’ Aurelius waved his hand towards the far end of the pool. ‘You may go.’

Cato bowed his head and turned to walk stiffly away. He had just passed through the colonnade into the adjacent courtyard when one of the junior tribunes came running through the entrance, breathing hard. The legion was Caius Junius’s first appointment and he had arrived only a day before Cato and Macro. A study youth, he had the lighter complexion typical of a Roman. Junius was excitable and anxious to please. He hurried towards Cato as soon as he saw him.

‘What is it, Junius?’ asked Cato.

The officer struggled to catch his breath.

‘Speak up, man!’ Cato frowned impatiently.

‘It’s the enemy, sir . . . They’re here.’

Cato felt a cold stab of anxiety. ‘What do you mean?’

‘On the far bank, sir.’ Junius gulped down some more breath. ‘They’ve attacked one of our outposts, sir.’

Cato glanced towards the inner courtyard. ‘Tell the legate. Then summon the senior officers to headquarters at once. Except you. You’re the duty officer at present?’

‘Yes, sir.’

‘Then once you’ve told the legate, and sent for the officers, have the assembly sounded. Every legionary and auxiliary is to be ready for action as soon as possible. Now go.’

As the tribune’s boots clattered across the flagstones of the courtyard, Cato tensed his jaw. How the hell had the Nubians managed to move so fast?

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

‘As good a fortification as any,’ Ajax decided as he slapped the stone parapet at the top of the pylon. ‘This will serve us well.’