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Eucher wandered to where spitted links sizzled at a sausage-maker’s cart. A beggar sat against a wall, a sackcloth draped over his bony frame and his legs propped against his chest. His short garment spread tightly from knee-to-knee, inflicting his nakedness on anyone who happened by. His eyes followed the feet as they passed and stopped on Eucher’s scarlet boots. …

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*** “Rome stinks,” complained Arsace as he waddled another step and tried to fan the smell away with his hand. “Rome stinks,” he repeated as he touched his hand to his nose. Eucher side-stepped his adjutant to avoid a gathering of exuberant Christians who crowded the street. He sneered at the sea of Christian drab before he caught sight of a …

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Chapter I Another letter was waiting for Eucher when he arrived at his family’s mansion in Rome. He didn’t need to read it to know his father was angry. Stilicho was always angry. Stilicho was preparing for a military expedition to the East, where he planned to steal back the throne from a boy. The curious thing to Eucher was …

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Romans in the fifth century A.D. would remember the splitting of the empire into East and West and the unprecedented rise of the barbarian Stilicho. They would remember the last gladiatorial games, the relocation of the capitol from Rome to Ravenna, a handful of army revolts, several devastating defeats, and invasions by Alaric and his rapacious Visigothic Confederacy.

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