...Britannicus perused the dispatch he had just received from his German guards,scowled and spit into the hearth.Gesturing to his Prima Pilus he shouted:
" Can you believe the gall of this worm Praxilius who seeks to endear himself to the Emperor but stepping on men who are his better.I should have snapped his stylus neck last year but the Amici bade me to bide my time! Apparently he is with the Praetor Urbanus and has brought Marcus Quintillius to see the Emperor."

Brit spoke softer now and said:

"Venicius,I want you to meet up with my German operatives who are keeping watch on this sly fox and keep me informed of his activities.They are heading south to Rome and we must protect what is dear to us and prevent havoc from breaking loose in our eternal city."

...Venicius saluted his Legatus and headed out to the stables.

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