The sky was beginning to lighten. The starlight faded, and daylight started to return.
"Alas,
Caesar is slain," said
Nefertiri. "By the time we got there, it was too late. My men and I rode to the Forum, and the word was already spreading.
Scaevola used his magics to slip past us, but we pursued him. It is good that he has answered for his treason, but he is far from the only traitor. There are too many of them for us to confront. We must see to the safety of
Queen Cleopatra and of her son by
Caesar, who is his rightful heir. The murderers may come after them too. My men and I must return to Rome at once and bring them Ostia, where we can take ship for Alexandria and return to Egypt."
"I am
Awan, captain of the guard," said one of the guards who bore a torch. "We are at the Queen's service, and we would like to escort her back to our homeland."
"Excellent. See that your men are ready to travel by the time I return from Rome with the Queen."
Germanicus took
Decius aside and spoke to him quietly.