Aurelius (to be called) Magnus
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Aurelius Magnus has not yet been stolen by the Sun and Moon.
He has not yet led the Empire of Astandalas into what will later be hailed as a golden age, nor met the man whose friendship and loyalty will be celebrated in legend for two thousand years.
He has not yet even earned the epithet "Magnus."
He is only Aurelius, twenty-one years old and already six years an emperor. War is all he has ever known.
Until now.
Victoria Goddard
Victoria Goddard is a fantasy novelist, gardener, and occasional academic. She has a PhD in Medieval Studies from the University of Toronto, has walked down the length of England, and is currently a writer, cheesemonger, and gardener in the Canadian Maritimes. Along with cheese, books, and flowers she also loves dogs, tea, and languages.
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Aurelius (to be called) Magnus - Victoria Goddard
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The forty-ninth Emperor of Astandalas, Aurelius of the house of Yr, walked his horse slowly up the long sloping meadow that ran from river-town to the hill-top villa that was his destination. The air was cool, the sun warm on his bare head. It smelled of green grass, distant flowers, the hint of cattle.
He tasted the sunlight, drinking it in almost thirstily. It had been grey and wet all winter, which he had spent in a miserable encampment at the edge of a reeking estuary. He had not intended to winter there, but had been caught by early snow in the passes, and so made the best of it.
It was an ironworks, one of many serving his armies. He had toured it, then been trapped there, learning more than he had ever imagined to of how iron was made. They cut down trees to feed the fires that burned constantly: fires to make charcoal, fires to bloom the iron, fires to purify it, fires to forge it. The camp had been choked by a heavy blanket of smoke and fog, and even when the wind blew the air clear all you could see were the denuded hillsides and sticky grey mud of the place.
Aurelius’s horse pricked its ears forward, its step lighter than it had been. The gelding was feeling the spring, the sunlight, the fresh air, the grass. Aurelius patted its neck with a gentle hand, grateful for the horse’s easy companionship.
He had left the ironworks as soon as the pass was clear enough to cross. It had been a strange winter for him, as close to idle as he could ever remember being. He had only a few books with him, and there were few in the camp; he’d read the three books of poetry owned by the ironworks’ supervisor several times over. One of them had been a book of lyric poems, all about love and idleness, gardens and repose. He had studied them intently, over the winter, to the supervisor’s bemusement. And his own, to be truthful. It was the first time Aurelius could remember studying anything that was not explicitly about either war or statecraft.
He had spoken to the ironworkers: all of them, by the end of the winter. By the end of the winter they were willing to speak to him, almost forgetting the gulf between them. He had learned of their homes, their families, their quiet hopes, their small quirks of personality. Which carved scrimshaw in his spare time; which sang; which sketched the others in quick lines of charcoal or chalk on slate.
He had listened to their songs, the rough carousing ones, the quiet melancholy ballads, the rousing martial airs. Some of them were about his own campaigns, and he listened quietly, a cup of watered wine in his hand, learning how they pictured him.
He had had a great deal of time to think.
He had left the camp two weeks ago, crossing the pass to find his household retainers waiting for him. He had had one servant with him to visit the camp, which had been supposed to be only a half-week’s journey, through the pass, an overnight, and back out again. His retainers had been relieved to see him, but as he listened to their reports, glad to know that all had