Sheba and the Gladiator Page #2

Why would they?

Odenathus was loyal to Rome.

His assassins

are right here in Palmyra.

Bathsheba...

It's dawn.

-I must go.

-Yes, or you'll be found out.

I'll be back soon.

Then you'll no longer be

the vestal virgin.

You'll simply be Bathsheba,

the spouse of Julian.

You!

Are you asleep?

-Are you relieving me?

-Yes. I'll do better than you.

I'll keep my eyes wide open.

Fire...Fire!

Come on, hurry.

Come on, move.

This way.

Bring water!

Valerius, at last.

Quickly, let's go.

Thank you, Lator.

Flavius...

Go up there and keep guard.

I'll take care of this.

You, at least, didn't forget me.

It is Rome which does not

forget its favourite sons.

A conquered son.

In Rome, the Senate

and the Emperor know

that you were overwhelmed

by a far larger army.

They also know it was

an honourable defeat.

Our friendship makes you

forget reality.

In Rome I will face demotion.

Worry not. Marcius Valerius.

Rome needs you.

Julian...

I have an idea.

A brillant idea.

What idea?

I'll go back to Palmyra.

Has slavery driven you crazy?

No.

I must return to Palmyra

at all costs.

For what purpose?

Our revenge.

But how can we achieve it?

I have a plan which could turn

the situation in our favour.

What happened last night

is unforgivable.

I can't trust anyone any more.

If it isn't treason

it's gross negligence.

It's incredible.

Despite guards everywhere

a slave in chains

managed to escape.

Had we killed him

as I suggested...

I alredady told you

a Roman doesn't see death

as punishment.

Marcus Valerius is too

dangerous to be free.

We can't just

sit back and wait.

Don't worry.

Marcus Valerius will not

remain free for long.

And remember...

I want him alive.

Don't give her words

too much importance.

That Roman dog!

How could he?

Don't worry about it.

Your men will recapture him.

An envoy of King Shapur

has arrived from Persia.

-Where is he?

-In my quarters.

Do not fear.

I'm not going to kill you.

You!

Here.

It's my only weapon.

How did you get in here?

That doesn't matter.

Just listen to me.

You'll pay dearly

for your audacity.

-I will play fair.

-What do you want?

I want to be your ally.

You!

Those who helped me escape

would have dragged me to Rome.

Rome doesn't forgive

those who fail.

All this sounds amusing.

It's not hard to choose

between an inglorious death

and a new life.

I'm ready to place my sword

at your service.

The sword of a traitor.

I've shed my blood for Rome

on many a battlefield.

If i go back I'll receive

the most atrocious insult.

that a soldier could expect.

Do you think I'm so naive

as to believe you?

I can help you accomplish

your dreams of power.

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