we will lie this night.” He turned to Jovian Maxima. “I want a room with no windows so none may be disturbed by her cries. It is to be furnished with a good mattress, and I will want wine. Also a dog whip. Women frequently need to be schooled in their duties, and this woman is too free, I can tell. It is obvious to me she does not know her place, but she will learn it! We Saxons like our females docile, and subservient.”
“By the gods!” Justin Gabras said, a genuine smile lighting his handsome features, “you are a man after my own heart. Give him what he wants, Jovian Maxima! The wench is in good hands.”
A few moments later they were escorted to the same room where Cailin and Casia had earlier been imprisoned. Now, however, the room was newly furnished with a large, comfortable bed upon a dais, several low tables, a pitcher of wine and two goblets, two oil lamps burning sweet-scented oil, a tall floor lamp, and, set at the foot of the mattress, the whip that Wulf had requested.
Jovian, who had accompanied them personally, looked nervously at it, and Wulf grinned at him wickedly.
“Close the door,” the Saxon said softly. “I wish to speak with you.”
Jovian complied with the Saxon’s request, but he looked distinctly uncomfortable.
“Just tell Gabras that I threatened you if we were not granted absolute privacy,” Wulf told the man.
“What is it you want of me, gladiator?” Jovian asked him.
“Tell me the nature of the danger Cailin Drusus faces from Justin Gabras,” Wulf demanded.
“He will use what has happened, what will happen this night, to discredit the lady Cailin before the imperial court and the patriarch, who will then forbid her marriage to General Flavius Aspar. This is what Gabras seeks. The rest the lady Cailin must tell you herself, if you are of a mind to listen to her.”
“He is Wulf Ironfist, my husband,” Cailin said quietly.
“The gods he is!” Jovian Maxima looked thunderstruck, and then he said, “This is the truth, my lady?”
“That is why I came, Jovian,” she admitted. “When I saw him today in the ring, I was not certain. I had to be certain before I pledged my faith to Aspar. Wulf Ironfist and I must speak together now, and then I must remain in this room till the morning. When the dawn comes, however, I beg you to help me return to Villa Mare. And help Casia as well. If we are clever, we can keep this from Prince Basilicus. She loves him, you know.”
Jovian nodded. “Aye, and the prince loves Casia even as she loves him, but he cannot say it to her. He told me once when he was in his cups. When this night is over, I will tell her. It will give her comfort, I think. Now I must leave you both else Gabras become overly suspicious of why I linger here.”
The door closed behind Jovian, and Wulf set the wooden bar into place, which would protect their privacy. Cailin’s heart was beating very quickly. It was really Wulf! With shaking hands she poured two goblets of wine, sipping nervously at hers as he turned back to her and took up his own goblet.
He drained it swiftly and said bluntly, “So you are to be married. You have the look of a woman who has prospered, and one who is well-loved.”
“And you who loved me for my lands left those lands quickly enough. You told me you had tired of fighting, but perhaps a gladiator earns more coin, and certainly he has better privileges than a mere soldier in the legions,” Cailin countered. She had been mad to come, and madder still to believe there was anything left between them.
“How came you to Byzantium?” he asked her.
“In the hold of a slave galley out of Massilia, Wulf Ironfist,” Cailin said harshly. “I was walked the length of Gaul to get there. Before that my time was spent in a drugged state in a slave pen in Londinium.” She gulped at her wine. “I believe our child lives, but what Antonia did with it, I cannot say. Were you even interested enough to find out?”
“She said that both you and the child had perished in the ordeal of childbirth,” he defended himself, and then went on to tell her of what had transpired when he had gone to Antonia’s villa to bring her home.
“What of our bodies?” Cailin said angrily. “Did you