– How wise you are, sir! – Amalia exclaimed, half-seriously, half-jokingly. – But dying is painful. Not everyone likes pain.
Aurelius wrapped his arms around the slave’s neck. At that moment, like an arrow shot by a skilled archer from an ambush, a memory of Laura pierced his mind. He quickly pulled his hands away from Amalia and frowned.
– Let’s finish watching the auction and then go to the fights.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт