After Constantius Chlorus
Maximin Daia ate like a pig, snuffling and slobbering over his meat and wine, but no one seemed to pay any attention to him....
The Imperial Guard sleep
“I’m a cub too,” he admitted.
“But with the best blood in your veins of any of them, you can be sure of that. By...
Inevitable short and rather dull sword
As a cadet, his equipment consisted of a pair of rough tunics for training and a supply of loin cloths and cotton shirts as...
