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[thewidewideworld]

{From here}

Sinric leans Athelstan into their rooms. It's clear he hasn't slept there either. Even the mead cup sits on the table when he left it.

He draws Athelstan towards the bathroom. "Will you bathe with me?" His voice is soft and gentle. "Your clothes smell rather strongly of goat."

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[athelstanthescribe]

"Ah." He nods. "The last people he would want to turn against him."

[thewidewideworld]

"They will obey orders but not in the same way or with the same vigour they would follow a true leader." He muses. "And none but the lowers ranks of the army are conscripts. All others might leave a will and seek other employment. Should the best of his army choice to offer their service to the Lombards or the Franks, or worse the Arabs or the Bulgars, Leo would find himself in great peril."

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan nods. "Because not only are they the best of soldiers, they know the lie of the land in the empire."

[thewidewideworld]

"Just so. But I do not believe the Spatharioi would abandon the people to danger so."

[athelstanthescribe]

"Is it possible they might overthrow a bad enough emperor?"

[thewidewideworld]

"Not the Spatharioi themselves. In the past, generals of the armies have tried. It will be if Leo's half brothers rise against him there will be civil war. Nikephoros and Christopher are better statesmen than Leo ever was. If they can sway the army and the people to their cause."

[athelstanthescribe]

He nods. "Are they better men than he is?"

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric laughs bitterly. "I can count on my hands the few in the palace who are not better men than Leo. From the lowest slave to the highest courtier."

[athelstanthescribe]

"Then it shouldn't be too hard for them. All Leo has on his side is fear."

[thewidewideworld]

He shakes his head. He has read ahead in history and sees only darkness there. Despairing for the empire, he knows he cannot stay to see it's fall.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan knows what's coming too, and knows that a single bed-slave won't be able to change it.

"You'll be safe, and so will the other boys."

[thewidewideworld]

"I hope so. I have much planning to do." He nods, breaking the bread in his hands into smaller pieces, almost fretfully.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Could you bring them through here, failing all else? Into a world where Leo could never find them?"

[thewidewideworld]

"The elven youth called Quentin suggested the same. It would be better to find them homes or lords who will protect them. They have the right to grow up and be loved too."

[athelstanthescribe]

"They do. And if they can stay in the world they've always known, it would be better... but keep it in mind as a last resort."

[thewidewideworld]

"That I will. If the door will permit it." He nods, in many ways hoping it will not come to that, if only out of a selfish desire to keep the bar as his own hideaway.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan nods. "Do other courts keep eunuchs? Or perhaps they could find other kinds of service, trained as they've been."

[thewidewideworld]

"Some, but it is less common than it was. There are a few high lords who favour the elder of us heavily who would be glad of a bird in their villas. As I am favoured by Yan and his father, so Probus is much adored by son of the Frankish prince."

[athelstanthescribe]

"Perhaps Probus could take one or two others with him - not enough to strain the prince's hospitality, but a companion for him."

[thewidewideworld]

"Perhaps. The prince is a second son and his own son has no claim but they are wealthy and seem good-natured. He might take Luca for safe keeping. He is but very young."

[athelstanthescribe]

"Has he been gelded already?" Athelstan asks softly.

[thewidewideworld]

"Not yet. My lord is waiting for the spring. The cut heal better when it can be let open to the air but not so hot that sweat stings it."

[athelstanthescribe]

"And there's some years yet before the Bulgaria expedition, you said."

So little Luka will be staying where he is.

[thewidewideworld]

He shakes his head. "Half a year. Not long." Too soon.

[athelstanthescribe]

"I must have been thinking of before... I was thinking, then, if Luka never goes under the knife, the whole world of choices might be open to him."