Draconian

“They are my brothers but they are unwilling to go the distance to be free. I WANT to be free.”

“Argos.“ 

He wasn’t going to ask. It wasn’t close enough to a festival to label drink as the culprit in this case, but he’d seen his own men take to it and end up in Athens before. Though… not that time of year. The seas were too rough for most to end up anywhere unaware that they’d travelled. And he couldn’t have gone over land, that much was certain. …Alright, so he’d ask.

Char nodded and smiled. “In not as weak as I look!” He bent his knees and lifted it with a grunt. “Gottit,” he said with a little strain.

The turned to Draco and smiled. “See? Easy.”

“My first commander told me that it was a good rule of thumb to always underestimate yourself. That way, progress seems more like progress, and pride stays where it’s supposed to be.” Chained up inside, of course. Pride made many warriors fall. Draco didn’t want to be one of them.

“I have no family. I know how the Romans work. Take the boys from their homes… Burn the rest while they’re away. I have no one.”

Galahad had his hand on a dagger on his upper thigh, unprepared to use it. He wanted to fight but too scared to kill. He’d only killed animals and disabled the enemy for Tristram or Gwaine to finish off.

“Even if that is true, you have the other knights to consider. Do you not have a bond with them?”

“I’d rather die a free man then a slave!” Galahad moved slowly around the fire, like a young wolf trying to size up its hunt.

“Argos.“ 

He wasn’t going to ask. It wasn’t close enough to a festival to label drink as the culprit in this case, but he’d seen his own men take to it and end up in Athens before. Though… not that time of year. The seas were too rough for most to end up anywhere unaware that they’d travelled. And he couldn’t have gone over land, that much was certain. …Alright, so he’d ask.

“I defer to your judgement.” Char followed him to the kitchen. “After all, this is your lands for now.”

“Argos.“ 

He wasn’t going to ask. It wasn’t close enough to a festival to label drink as the culprit in this case, but he’d seen his own men take to it and end up in Athens before. Though… not that time of year. The seas were too rough for most to end up anywhere unaware that they’d travelled. And he couldn’t have gone over land, that much was certain. …Alright, so he’d ask.

Char frowned in confusion. In his home servants poured the baths already. “Oh… Well, will you show me how it’s done?”

“Because you gave up! And you can never trust the Romans. They won’t grant me my papers when I come of age. They won’t do it after one last mission.” Galahad was close to growling. “I will not be forced to bow to a false god!”

“Argos.“ 

He wasn’t going to ask. It wasn’t close enough to a festival to label drink as the culprit in this case, but he’d seen his own men take to it and end up in Athens before. Though… not that time of year. The seas were too rough for most to end up anywhere unaware that they’d travelled. And he couldn’t have gone over land, that much was certain. …Alright, so he’d ask.

“Well I shall have a bath and return to you.” Char smiled and wandered out.

“Argos.“ 

He wasn’t going to ask. It wasn’t close enough to a festival to label drink as the culprit in this case, but he’d seen his own men take to it and end up in Athens before. Though… not that time of year. The seas were too rough for most to end up anywhere unaware that they’d travelled. And he couldn’t have gone over land, that much was certain. …Alright, so he’d ask.

“I’d appreciate that, Ser Draco.” Charmont sat up and climbed out of bed. “Any washbasins I may use this morning?”

ANCIENT MYCENAEAN PALACE UNEARTHED IN GREECE NEAR SPARTA

An ancient palace believed to date back to the Mycenaean civilization has been unearthed in southern Greece.

The 10-room Aghios Vassileios complex is thought to have been built between the 17th and 16th centuries BC and was discovered near the ancient village of Xirokambi, close to where the warrior society of Sparta existed, the country’s Culture Ministry announced.

It is believed the palace was destroyed in a fire in the late 14th or early 15th century BC, UPI writes. Religious icons and items of worship which survived the blaze have been found on the site.

“Argos.“ 

He wasn’t going to ask. It wasn’t close enough to a festival to label drink as the culprit in this case, but he’d seen his own men take to it and end up in Athens before. Though… not that time of year. The seas were too rough for most to end up anywhere unaware that they’d travelled. And he couldn’t have gone over land, that much was certain. …Alright, so he’d ask.

“I’d like to see sunrise.” Char smiled and moved to press a chaste kiss to Draco’s lips and held him close as if scared he’d disappear.