The End of Spring
July 26th, 2024
It was midsummer now in Rome, and the air was hot, dry, and thick with the sounds of people as the sun rose steadily towards its apex. Catarina had finished breakfast and was on her way to the training field for her morning routine, and today she wasn’t going alone.
“I wonder if you two will beat me today,” Hildegard smiled as she fell into step beside her.
“Of course we will!” Cat said proudly, hands on her hips “We get stronger every day! You can’t be the best forever.”
“I don’t need to be the best,” Hildegard said, her voice tilting as she teased her sister. “I just need to be better than you.”
The pair of them laughed as they made their way past the barracks of the first legion to the training field where dozens of people were already gathered to exercise and spar. Their favored training ring was a chalk circle drawn on the ground about five meters across, and their third was already there waiting for them.
“You Italians know how to keep someone waiting,” Rosa tapped her foot impatiently, training spear resting over her shoulder. “These spots aren’t exactly reserved you know; I gotta fight people off to keep it.”
“Then you’re nice and warmed up,” Hildegard said as she and Cat retrieved training swords from the racks.
The banter might have been cleaner, but the sparring matches between Rosa and Cat were no less brutal. They had stopped holding back on their abilities as well. Cat used her ice magic wherever possible to compliment her swordsmanship, but Rosa didn’t relent with her champion’s strength, and a powerful body blow from Rosa would often throw Cat out of the sparring circle entirely.
They ran a few rounds one on one, keeping the other sharp as they kept finding new ways to exploit each other’s weaknesses.
“Back legs too far out!” Rosa jeered as the butt of her spear smacked hard against Cat’s shin.
“Ow! Dammit!” Cat growled, striking out against Rosa’s defenses.
“She’s right!” Hildegard called from the sidelines. “You keep ignoring your footwork when you’re not on ice.”
“I don’t need reminding!” Cat shouted back as she parried another quick blow from Rosa, countering into a quick elbow to the ribs.
“And you get too aggressive when you’re parried, Rosa!” Hildegard called to her in turn.
“Ya ya!” Rosa retorted as she pulled back. “Not game point yet though.”
After several spars, Cat finished in the lead at two hundred and fifty six wins to Rosa’s two-fifty three (The pair of them had kept track since their very first bouts). They switched to coordinated fighting, with the pair of them up against Hildegard.
Hildegard could have used her magic, but it was quickly apparent she didn’t need to. Catarina didn’t even know how she moved like she did. There was no excess energy, no nervousness or uncertainty to her movements. She could dodge the edge of Cat’s practice sword by centimeters and be utterly unfazed. She was also incredibly ruthless with the pair of them, using her entire body as a weapon, as Rosa was quick to discover when Hildegard’s knees slammed into her stomach after a miscalculated spear thrust. The pair of them didn’t need to keep track of their wins against Hildegard. They hadn’t won one yet. They didn’t train against Hildegard to win, however. They did it to communicate.
“Rosa, up top!” Cat called, as a wave of ice-filled air whipped towards Hildegard’s head. Hilde ducked low, just in time for the shaft of Rosa’s spear to swing around towards her face, forcing Hilde onto the defensive as she raised her sword to block the blow with the flat of the blade. Neither of them were done yet, and they moved as one to attack Hildegard from both sides. On anyone else it would have worked, but Hildegard was dangerous from all angles. She dodged a thrust from Rosa’s spear, hooking her arm around the shaft and redirected it towards Cat just as she stopped her swing with a counter of her own, twisting out of reach as Cat and Rosa all but collided with each other.
“An improvement,” Hildegard smiled. “But not good enough.”
“We’re not done yet,” Cat said, picking herself up along with Rosa.
“Not even close,” Rosa added, leveling her spear at Hilde.
As the sun reached its peak, the three of them finished their spar. Rosa needed to leave to continue her training with Capitolina and Hildegard needed to train some of the recruits. On her own until her magic lessons, Cat decided to grab a sandwich to go and take a walk through the Parco San Sebastiano, where quite a bit of development had gotten underway.
Utmost care had been taken not to disturb the native trees, and in fact more had been imported as a large complex of wooden buildings began to take form at the center of the park. They were built with naturalism and minimal impact in mind, and the three masterminds of the structure were currently meeting beneath a large wooden gate that stood austerely at the front.
“Painting it red might be too much of a statement,” Nora said, looking over the large building schematics. “This is an inter-pantheon shrine after all.”
“I think it’s a lovely shade of vermillion,” Echo smiled.
“Well the painting isn’t really necessary, but I’m glad to see Echo-san is onboard,” The last one, and the newest to the city, smiled before catching sight of her. “Ah, Cat-chan!”
“Hey, Megame,” Cat waved at them, finishing the last of her sandwich. “More shrine work?”
Megame gave an exaggerated sigh. “It doesn’t seem to stop. Inari-sama never said it would be this hard…”
“They rarely do,” Nora clicked her tongue. “Anywho, this gate…called a tori right?”
“That’s right,” Megame nodded.
“We’ll leave it bare wood for now. Now regarding the central shrine…I dunno, Echo, general purpose? What do you think?”
As the Pontifex and nymph chatted, Cat took the time to talk with the young Japanese woman, a shrine maiden as she had explained.
“I’m still surprised they’re building a shrine in the city,” Cat said. “We have the temple after all.”
“Temples are for gods, shrines are for the lesser spirits, Cat-chan,” Megame smiled. The nickname had been a joke at first but Cat liked it, and all but insisted Megame continue. She’d met the shrine maiden not long after she arrived in the city a month ago, hardly a day in fact and it seemed at times as if the Japanese girl had deliberately sought her out. Still, Cat didn’t have much company her age, so she was more than happy to make friends. “And there are some god-like spirits who prefer a more natural setting.”
“Well it’s coming along great,” Cat said.
“Did you just get off sparring?” Megame asked. “You seem a bit sweaty.”
“Ya, I did,” Cat sighed. “Hilde kicked our asses again.”
“Aaw, well, maybe tomorrow you’ll have better luck!” Megame said cheerfully.
“So where’s your fox?” Cat asked.
“Hachi? She’s sleeping, she spends most of her nights out with Aurelio and Cade now.”
“Ah right, she’s with the Night Guard too,” Cat nodded. “Shame, she’s cute and I barely get to see her anymore.”
“I’ll let her know,” Megame giggled.
The two of them kept chatting until the sun passed its noon zenith, signaling the time for Cat to make her way back into the city. She waved a goodbye as she walked out of the park, making her way to Lord Nassar’s impressive estate. His lessons were as challenging as ever, but much of it felt like busywork to keep her occupied with minimal effort on his part as he continued his campaign work, so for many lessons Catarina found herself either alone or in the company of Albion’s new assistant.
“Now that is a fascinating interpretation” Lutetiana said as she glanced over her homework. “Though I feel you’re missing the historical relevance of the katadesmoi in favor of a literal interpretation. I suggest rereading the Selinus documents.”
“Right,” Cat bowed her head. “I will see to it.”
She had no idea where Lutetiana had come from. Indeed, the accomplished and knowledgeable mage seemed to have appeared from thin air to work as Albion’s campaign assistant. While she was supposedly a lesser mage to Cat’s teacher, the breadth of her knowledge at times seemed to rival Scheherazade’s. She was also a tremendously attractive woman, with unnaturally young silver hair bound behind her head, and gleaming curved eyed always watching past her thin glasses. At times, during her lessons, Cat found her eyes distracted as they followed her around the room.
“See that you do,” Lutetiana said with an enchanting smile. “A smart mage can’t afford to ignore the classics.”
After her lesson, later in the afternoon, Cat made her way to Scheherazade’s library. Normally she spent the time reading or having the storyteller help her with her homework, but it was Friday so she had an appointment to make. Inside the vast library Cat hurried through the varied shelves, almost inadvertently passing a collection of chairs where Scheherazade sat engrossed in conversation with another visitor.
“Afternoon, Catarina,” Schehera smiled as her guest, a lithe dark-haired woman, raised her cup in casual greeting.
“Hey Schehera, hey Kara,” Cat nodded. “Sorry, need to take a call.”
“Of course, we won’t hold you up,” Schehera smiled. Cat hurried on and found the familiar journal she’d be given sitting open on a pedestal.
“Afternoon, Asha,” Cat wrote happily, waiting for the familiar face to appear on the opposite page.
“Evening, Cat.” Asha’s smiling face and flowing script appeared. “Off your lessons already?”
“Ya, Lord Nassar is super busy these days so I get off easy a lot. How’s the campaign?”
“Well another day another monster fought and another village saved,” Asha said. “But at times it feels like trying to drain a river with a bucket, you know? Leyla says we should set eyes on Babylon.”
“Well, whatever you think will work best,” Cat said. “Just stay safe, I want to make time to visit you soon, and I can’t do that if a monster eats you!”
“Not a whole lot to see out here, Cat,” Asha said sheepishly. “Sand, rock, and monsters mostly.”
“Well, you’re there for starters” Cat smiled. “And if that’s the case you should come to Rome!”
“Heh, we’ll see,” Asha said. “How else have you been?”
The two of them kept exchanging conversation through the book until the sun was low in the horizon, and it took a gentle reminder from Schehera in the form of a golden bird on her shoulder to remind Cat that she would soon be running late for dinner.
“Thanks, Sheh, bye!” She called as she ran out of the library and headed home.
The dinner table at the Anchesi-Jazheil-Aldobrandini household had only grown larger and more cramped, to the point that Hanne was considering looking into a larger home. Where before it had just been her and her adoptive daughters, it was now Hanne, Hildegard and Salvatore, Catarina with the frequent company of Sheh or Megame, and now Rosaria and Capitolina were frequent fixtures as well. There was, of course, Basil the cat but he tended to make himself scarce whenever Capitolina was around. The dining room was filled with the noise of Cat and Rosa arguing, Hildegard and Turi flirting to the absolute limits that Hanne would tolerate, and Hanne herself discussing legion movements with Capitolina. When she was away on the march, Hilde tended to take control of the household, much to Cat’s dismay.
“You’re always the slower one,” Rosa argue, skewering a meatball with her fork before pointing it at Cat. “I mean honestly, it’s like being chained to a slug.”
“I’m plenty faster than you!” Cat said. “But at close range that spear is useless, so I need to cover more ground to keep you protected at that range.”
“I do just fine!”
Capitolina sighed but gave Hanne a smile. “Nothing like a noisy dinner.”
“Is this like how wolves do it?” Hanne said. “They do have similar manners at least.”
Capitolina gave a short bark of laughter. “Ha! Well not too different. Lots of yipping and barking and fighting for the scraps.”
“Sounds like home,” Hanne said. “How are the others?”
“Kebechet and Giovanni are doing what they can. They both approve of this shrine plan given the pressure on the Temple and the Vatican.”
“And Angel?” Hanne asked, passing some of the salad to Turi.
“She’s in one of her weird moods again,” Capitolina sighed. “I worry about her…and other things as well. These weird moods tend to come before something else bad happens.”
“Well hopefully this time we’ll be a bit more prepared,” Hanne said. “At least, I hope we will.”
Capitolina left soon after dinner, leaving Rosa to chat with Cat and Hildegard about their training until well into the night, at which point Cat elected to walk with Rosa back to her small apartment in the next district over.
“So things seem to be going well,” Cat smiled, as the pair of them strolled under the moonlight.
“What do ya mean?” Rosa asked.
“We’re having fun being part of Hilde’s unit, right?” Cat asked. “Better than being a huge jerk and a loner at least?”
“Eh,” Rosa shrugged. “It has its perks I guess.”
“I know Hilde likes it,” Cat said. “And so do I.”
“Aaah come on stop making a thing out of it,” Rosa groaned. “We work decently together, isn’t that enough for you?”
“We’ll talk about it,” Cat stuck out her tongue teasingly. But her short giggle was interrupted by the sounds of another joining them in the narrow street.
“Ah, there you are, Cat,” Aurelio said as he slid down a nearby wall. “Hilde and Turi said you were coming this way.”
“Sure, what’s up, Aurelio?” Cat asked, curious.
“There’s…something you need to see,” Aurelio said, and Cat caught the slight twinge of nervousness in his voice.
“Right now? It’s kind of late…”
“Best not to keep it waiting too long,” Aurelio said.
“I can make my own way home,” Rosa said. “See ya tomorrow, Cat.”
“See ya,” Cat waved as she followed Aurelio into the city.
“How’s the Night Guard doing?” Cat asked as they moved towards the Capitoline Hill.
“Better than expected,” Aurelio said. “And growing every day.”
“How’s…what’s her name again? Sybilla?”
“Ya, Sybilla, we’re…fine,” Aurelio said, and Cat smirked at the slight redness in his face.
“So is Night Guard business why you’re looking for me?” Cat asked. “I mean, I think it’s really cool and all but I doubt I’m qualified.”
“It’s more…unfinished business,” Aurelio said as he walked into the building at the head of the square, leading Cat down into the dark and empty basement. His face had gained a serious tone that Cat wasn’t used to, and she fell into a hushed silence as she followed him down the stairs.
“It took us months to get a word out of her,” Aurelio said. “She’s not someone you can just throw in jail, so we’ve had her in holding until she started making requests. The first one was to see you.”
“Me?” Cat asked.
“By name,” Aurelio nodded.
“Who is she?”
Aurelio led her to a holding cell, where the wall had been replaced by a clear pane of enchanted glass so reinforced Cat could practically see the magic glistening across its surface. On the other side of the glass, standing at the center of a prison-like cell of a padded mat, toilet, and desk, was a young woman with long black hair and a pair of bright violet eyes on her thin face.
“So you brought her here after all,” The woman said. “Catarina Aldobrandini, it is a pleasure.”
Despite her words there was no smile on her face, or any sign of emotion at all.
“Who are you?” Cat asked, suddenly wishing she had her sword, despite the barrier between them.
“My name is Gisela Silva,” the stranger said. “And I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time.”
The Cities Eternal©2016, Evan Murdoch, Ben Sousa
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