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Graicus meanwhile could smell this getting violent from a mile away. Wherever men's egos were wrapped up in something things could get intemperate fast.

Unfortunately, he too was a man, and looked at the little kingling tied to Lurio's apron strings with barely concealed disgust.

The gladiator rested a hand on his belt. Not on his weapons but the intention was clearly to get to them should things get out of hand. His arms met Svieva's which still hung around his belly.