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Le Talisman des pharaons (Leonis, #1)
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avg rating 3.65 — 252 ratings — published 2004
Le Temple des ténèbres (Leonis, #11)
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avg rating 3.93 — 87 ratings — published 2008
La Libération de Sia (Leonis, #7)
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avg rating 3.88 — 114 ratings — published 2005
L'Offrande suprême (Leonis, #12)
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avg rating 3.94 — 94 ratings — published 2008
Les Masques de l'ombre (Leonis, #4)
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avg rating 3.80 — 133 ratings — published 2005
La Table aux douze joyaux (Leonis, #2)
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avg rating 3.77 — 144 ratings — published 2005
Les Gardiens d'outre-tombe (Leonis, #8)
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avg rating 3.88 — 119 ratings — published 2005
L'Île des oubliés (Leonis, #10)
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avg rating 3.92 — 104 ratings — published 2007
Le Royaume d'Esa (Leonis, #9)
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avg rating 3.85 — 114 ratings — published 2007
La Prisonnière des dunes (Leonis, #6)
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avg rating 3.95 — 133 ratings — published 2005
Le Tombeau de Dedephor (Leonis, #5)
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avg rating 3.86 — 138 ratings — published 2005
Le Marais des démons (Leonis, #3)
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avg rating 3.78 — 148 ratings — published 2005
“I was so caught up in the discussion that I almost didn't notice Apicata sneaking shy glances at young Casca. Celera had, however, and was watching with amusement. She winked at me when she saw I had also noticed their interest. As Casca mouthed a sweet nothing to Apicata, Celera seized the moment.
"Apicata, I understand you have begun reading the Histories of Herodotus. Tell me, how do you like them?"
She almost choked on her honey water, not expecting to be addressed. Casca averted his eyes when he saw me looking in his direction and both of them turned as red as the cushions upon which we were seated.
Apicata recovered quickly. "I've almost finished them. Father was entertaining Annaeus Seneca and when he heard I had not yet read it, he sent me a copy."
"Have you reached the part about how the Ethiopians bury their dead in crystal coffins?" Casca asked, turning his body to rest his chin on both hands and stare at her directly.
"Oh, yes, I'm long past that! I'm reading about how Xerxes had the waters of Hellespont whipped for not obeying him." Her eyes sparkled.
"Wait till you reach the Battle of Thermopylae. What a heroic story!"
The exchange continued for a few minutes with additional commentary from the others, who were oblivious to the undercurrent between the youths.”
― Feast of Sorrow
"Apicata, I understand you have begun reading the Histories of Herodotus. Tell me, how do you like them?"
She almost choked on her honey water, not expecting to be addressed. Casca averted his eyes when he saw me looking in his direction and both of them turned as red as the cushions upon which we were seated.
Apicata recovered quickly. "I've almost finished them. Father was entertaining Annaeus Seneca and when he heard I had not yet read it, he sent me a copy."
"Have you reached the part about how the Ethiopians bury their dead in crystal coffins?" Casca asked, turning his body to rest his chin on both hands and stare at her directly.
"Oh, yes, I'm long past that! I'm reading about how Xerxes had the waters of Hellespont whipped for not obeying him." Her eyes sparkled.
"Wait till you reach the Battle of Thermopylae. What a heroic story!"
The exchange continued for a few minutes with additional commentary from the others, who were oblivious to the undercurrent between the youths.”
― Feast of Sorrow
“Tell me what you can bring to this family. Does your father agree with this union?"
Casca didn't waver. "He does. He has remarked to me many times how much he would like to see our families united."
Apicius responded with an incline of his head and his mouth turned up at the edges in a thoughtful smile. "Explain to me, then, why are you here instead of him?"
"He doesn't have my conviction- that you would find me more suitable than Dolabella or Narses."
I was surprised at the audacity of this young man. Apicius was also surprised. He didn't respond right away, which was unusual. When he did, he sounded amused and- although Casca couldn't know it- impressed. "And why do you think I would find you more suitable?"
"It is quite simple." Casca looked at me, then at Apicius. "I love your daughter. They do not."
Apicius snorted. "Love is not a prerequisite to marriage."
"Quite true. However, I bring to you both power and influence- through my father now, but also in my future as I follow in his footsteps. I will continue to bring you and your family honor, and precious votes in the elections. And what I can do that Dolabella and Narses cannot is assure you I will take care of your daughter with every fiber of my being."
"Go on," Apicius said, intrigued. I was glad I had decided to bring Casca here on such impulse.
"I have watched you with Apicata over these many months. I know how you dote on her, how you hold her close to your heart. She is as important to you as your love for culinary delights," he remarked.
Good, I thought. The boy had a sense of how to stroke Apicius's ego, though I knew the truth that Casca- and likely even Apicius- did not. Food and fame would always be first in Apicius's heart.
"I can promise you that your daughter will have love and laughter. Narses and Dolabella care not for her as much as they do for your money. My motives are pure. Few in this world have the chance to marry for love. Let your daughter be one of them.”
― Feast of Sorrow
Casca didn't waver. "He does. He has remarked to me many times how much he would like to see our families united."
Apicius responded with an incline of his head and his mouth turned up at the edges in a thoughtful smile. "Explain to me, then, why are you here instead of him?"
"He doesn't have my conviction- that you would find me more suitable than Dolabella or Narses."
I was surprised at the audacity of this young man. Apicius was also surprised. He didn't respond right away, which was unusual. When he did, he sounded amused and- although Casca couldn't know it- impressed. "And why do you think I would find you more suitable?"
"It is quite simple." Casca looked at me, then at Apicius. "I love your daughter. They do not."
Apicius snorted. "Love is not a prerequisite to marriage."
"Quite true. However, I bring to you both power and influence- through my father now, but also in my future as I follow in his footsteps. I will continue to bring you and your family honor, and precious votes in the elections. And what I can do that Dolabella and Narses cannot is assure you I will take care of your daughter with every fiber of my being."
"Go on," Apicius said, intrigued. I was glad I had decided to bring Casca here on such impulse.
"I have watched you with Apicata over these many months. I know how you dote on her, how you hold her close to your heart. She is as important to you as your love for culinary delights," he remarked.
Good, I thought. The boy had a sense of how to stroke Apicius's ego, though I knew the truth that Casca- and likely even Apicius- did not. Food and fame would always be first in Apicius's heart.
"I can promise you that your daughter will have love and laughter. Narses and Dolabella care not for her as much as they do for your money. My motives are pure. Few in this world have the chance to marry for love. Let your daughter be one of them.”
― Feast of Sorrow
