Passion and Sand: War of Fire by Andromeda -

Author:Andromeda - [-, Andromeda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: After Hours Publications
Published: 2017-04-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

There was one person, in all of this, whose fortune had not changed. As a matter of fact, they seemed to have gotten worse, and that was Barack. The African slave was forced to stay back, as well as try and cover up as much as he could with the escaped slaves.

At first, the emperor was furious that all his gladiators and slaves had escaped under Barack’s watch, yet Barack knew that the punishment wasn’t going to be that bad. He had scars on his face to prove that Kaiser had attacked him to escape. However, what he did not expect was the emperor to test his loyalties.

No less than a week, when the emperor returned, he told Barack he had to fight in the arena. The African did not know who his opponent was, and he had not fought for several years, but he knew that to question this might mean his death.

So, he fought in the match.

And then another.

And then another.

And then another.

Before long, he was in a match every week, if not twice a week. There were times when injury threatened his life, but the former Doctore knew that he must keep up this charade. Unfortunately, he was not given time, nor could he find the time to speak with Aurora, who he sensed was somehow in communication with the escaped slaves. He just did not know how. But, he knew she was because it was the only way the slaves kept seemingly avoiding capture or execution at the hands of her father.

One day, as he listened to the emperor give him his latest orders for the arena, his blood ran cold. He was being sent to a death match, one where he would be forced to fight several opponents at once, with only one of them emerging alive.

“My lord,” he said as gently as he could. “Might I ask, what is the purpose of this?”

“I am considering selling you,” the emperor said frankly. “There is a buyer who is in town and is interested. However, he only buys the best. You are the best, aren’t you, Barack?”

“Yes…my lord, I am,” Barack said, as he put on a blank face, one he knew his master would not suspect, but inside, he was boiling mad.

He had given the Imperial Ludus all his life.

He had trained hundreds of gladiators who had either won their freedom or died with honor upon the sands.

He knew he was in no condition to fight in a death match. He was going to die and there was no one able to stop it. Or so he thought.

Aurora, who had been listening, knew she could not let this be. Barack was like a second father to her, as well as being highly valued by Ayanna and Kaiser. There was no way she could just let him die. It was impossible.

The idea came to her almost instantly, and she hurried to her bedchamber where the falcon was sleeping. Quickly getting a pen, ink and paper, she wrote down a quick note, tied it to the bird and released it to the winds.

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