Chapter 10
Chapter 10
A quiet morning in Alexandria brings a visitor from the council. Issa and Leandros face the prefect's final decision, but an unexpected testimony shifts the balance. A new demand arrives from Rome.
The morning came gently, as mornings do in Alexandria when the sea breeze pushes the heat inland. Light fell through the courtyard columns in long golden bars, and the fountain’s murmur filled the silence left by sleep. Issa sat on the bench where she had sat the evening before, Thalia’s last scroll pressed against her heart beneath her tunic. She had not slept well. The weight of the hidden vault, the council’s suspicion, the sealed chest in the temple of Isis—all of it pressed against her chest like a second heartbeat.
Leandros found her there, a cup of watered wine in each hand. He did not speak. He simply sat beside her and offered one of the cups. She took it, and their fingers brushed. The touch was small, ordinary, but it steadied her.
“Did you dream?” he asked.
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