02 The Eagle's Conquest by Simon Scarrow

Author:Simon Scarrow
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Headline Book Publishing
Published: 2010-03-11T00:00:00+00:00

The camp on the south bank had long since settled down for the night when the nap to Flavia's chamber was lifted. A dark shadow crept in and quietly stole up to the travel bed. Vespasian trod softly into the weak glow of the single oil lamp, still burning on a nearby stand, and looked down on the sleeping form of his wife, marvelling at her perfection in repose. Fiavia' s face was smooth in the gentle orange glow and with lips slightly apart she breathed deeply in an even rhythm that sounded like the far-off sea. Dark strands of her hair lay across the silk bolster and he leaned forward to sniff them, smiling at the familiar scent. Straightening up, Vespasian let his eyes travel down to her breast, softly rising and falling with each breath, and then his gaze took in the ripples of silk that clung in fuller curves to the outline of her body. For a moment he sunendered to the raw love he felt for her. She was so close that she was almost flesh of his flesh, so guileless in her slumber that she appeared to him as she had in the first hot heady days of their passion. The fruit of that passion, he knew, lay in the very next chamber. He had looked in on young THus before coming to his wife. The boy had been lying on his back, one arm raised across the top of his head, mouth gaping open, the shock of dark hair soft to the touch. So many of his mother's features were reproduced in him in cherubic miniature, and yet Vespasian had felt a twinge of rage at his wife for spoiling the moment. For a while he stood gazing at his wife, then he slowly lowered himself onto the soft mattress. There was a light rustle of silk against the coarser wool of his military tunic and a displacement of the comfortable position her body had settled into while asleep. FJavia turned onto her side, disturbing the rhythm of her breathing and a loud click at the back of her throat turned into a snort. Her eyes fIickered open, closed a moment and split open again, much wider this time. She smiled. 'Thought you'd never come.' 'I'm here now.' 'I can see that. Just wondered where you'd got to.' 'I had work to do.' Flavia propped her head up on her hand. 'So important you couldn't see me first' Vespasian nodded. 'Yes, that important, I'm afraid.' she stared at him a moment and then suddenly wrapped her arm round his neck and drew his head down towards her. Their lips met. Soft and tentative at first, and then with the comforting firmness of a long and loving relationship. Vespasian drew back and looked down at her closed eyes 'I needed that,' she whispered. 'Any more where that came from?' 'Later.' 'Later?' 'We must talk. It can't wait.' 'Talk?' Flavia smiled. 'Surely not.' Sliding her hand

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