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... howling vortex of denial and panic. Commodus. The name was a death sentence. The soldier, still kneeling, interpreted his silence as the stunned grief of a new orphan. It was a mask Alex's stunned mind gratefully seized upon.
He needed to get that soldier out of the tent. Now.
He dredged up a memory of some historical drama he'd once watched, forcing his new, younger body into a posture of authority. He gave a sharp, dismissive wave, a gesture he hoped looked regal rather than li ...
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