Date: Wed, 7 Jan 2015 13:43:37 +0100
From: Al Peres <al.peres@hotmail.com>
Subject: The White Druid 6

			      THE WHITE DRUID
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				  Part 6

CHAPTER 25

After a few minutes in silence, the girl pressed the boy's hand.

	"Kist, I am amazed; I still can't understand what has happened to
me, besides, no one had ever declared his love to me. First, my heart
jumped with joy when I saw you entering here this afternoon; it was as if I
had known you since I can remember; you were not a stranger for me, that's
why I told you to come here tonight. And now what has happened just a few
minutes ago..." Kist was trembling just recalling what the girl, his girl,
was telling him, he did not say anything. She then continued. "I have seen
many boys naked when I accompanied grandpa; some beautiful boys, but I
never felt anything about them, however, tonight I was anxious waiting for
you. I ignored what was going to happen, but I had the certainty that
something special was coming and I have not been disappointed." She paused
as the boy continued caressing her long hair that now was loose, kissing
her forehead from time to time. "Kist, please honestly, explain me what I
felt and why it was so wonderful and great." Kist grinned and sighed.

	"Patricia, I can't negate that I have been with other girls and
boys having sex, but never as tonight. Believe me, it has been entirely new
for me. I have seen in my mind that explosion of colour as you sent me to
the seventh cloud." The girl laughed pleased.

	"Really, have I sent you so far away?"

	"Yes; it has been the best orgasm I have experienced so far."

	"Do you mean that what we have felt is the feeling that married
couples experience when they are trying to bring a baby? Orus' sister
explained me how wonderful it was... but we are not going to have baby, do
we?"

	"No, we aren't, because we have been dressed all the time. However,
probably next time we might be too hot and take off our clothes; then the
real danger will be with us, not matter whether we are married or not. You
and I are healthy and I guess you are already a woman..." Gently she
stopped him.

	"You can be hundred per cent sure that I am in all senses; exactly
from six months ago." Kist grinned.

	"I a man, too; though my body is devoid of any hair, except on my
head and a little down there." The boy flushed a little as he signalled his
crotch. "Therefore from now on, we must be very careful about it." The boy
then took the girl's hand to the wet part of his nightdress, as he added:
"This is the proof of my manhood." She touched the stain with two of her
fingers, and then placed it near her nostril and on her tongue.

	"It smells funny and tastes rare and salty." Julia then wrapped her
arms tenderly round her boy as she said: "Kist, I wouldn't mind conceiving
a baby from you, my Anglo. She or he should be a beautiful baby, as his
father is."

	"And what's about his mother?" They laughed loudly. "We better
leave this conversation because my little brother is getting hard again and
it is difficult to stop him. We'll talk as much as you like about
everything, especially about me. I want you to know everything about me
that might worry you."

	"The same is about me." The girl said as she stood. "We better go
to sleep, it is late and grandpa gets up very early." Hands entwined they
went out of the terrace saying goodnights.

The following day, a messenger from the Legions' headquarters arrived; he
brought two messages, one: The senate would receive Marco and the boys in
three days time, in a special session; and two: in seven days time, Julio
Caesar and his legions would enter in Rome, therefore, the four boys must
be ready to participate in the great parade near the Grand Boss.  They were
ready; at least their armours and coats of mail had been polished and
cleaned; they shone as silver coins; now the only thing to be determined
was the place that each boy would occupy. They eagerly wanted to see the
great city and to live an event like this. As soon as the messenger left,
the boys started cheering up the news. Marco then said:

	"I know that the president of the Senate has expressed the feeling
of the majority of the chamber, the senators enthusiastically want to know
the boys that had cooperated in the success of conquering The Gauls."
Staring at the four boys he added: "You cannot go dressed like normal boys
of your age and rank because you have been considered adults..." Dart then
interrupted him as he said:

	"We could be dressed with our war armours." Marco ruffled his
lover's hair. He would have liked to kiss him just there, but they had
agreed to show their tenderness only in private moments and places.

	"The Senate is a civil chamber, though very powerful; that would
mean a great offense..."

	"Then...?" Karla, Daisy and Julia came to Marco's rescue. Kist felt
how his young heart started to beat strongly into his chest, but he behaved
as the girl stood near him. Then Marco's mother said:

	"There isn't any problem son. We have enough fabric here to dress a
cohort; the only problem is the short time that we have."

	"Don't worry grandma; I'll collect enough women to sew the clothes,
including my sisters. We want these boys to represent us. The Senate will
be surprised to watch so many handsome boys in there." Julia said this as
she touched Kist's hand. Daisy sighed. She was an old woman by now, but she
though in her son Orus that was complying a mission ordered by Julio. The
women measured the boys' bodies and set up a team to work; forty hours
later the dresses were ready for the first proof. Julia then said:

	"Let me try Kist's as a rehearsal." Karla that was infatuated with
her grandchild could not stop the intelligent girl; she knew her Patricia,
as she named her, that the girl was in love with that boy. That recalled
her fond memories as when she was young and treated Marcelo's injures when
Kurt brought him near dead. She sighed and said nothing.

	"Alright Julia; be sure it adjusts properly to Kist's body! I don't
think you will have any problem with such a lovely body, as these we have
here." They called the boys that had bee warned, and she took Kist's hand
and dragged him upstairs. Basically, besides the underwear, it was the
white Toga and the purple Robe. Normally this colour was reserved for the
Senators, but the women thought this was an exceptional moment and nobody
would argue against it.  When they were alone Kist said nothing, but took
his girl from behind and started kissing her neck.

	"I love this neck!" She quickly spun and gave a peck to her boy.

	"Only the neck?" She laughed loudly. "We are working now, therefore
behave yourself and get naked."

	"Naked? Are you mad?"

	"Yes, nude. I want to take the chance to watch your Apollo body
besides adjusting your dress." Kist knew it was not necessary, he could try
the clothes with his underwear on, but he grinned enjoying the moment. In
seconds he was nude, but his hard-on showed his dick in all its
splendour. The thirteen-years-old girl did as if she had noticed nothing
and placed the robe over the boy's head; and then the Toga hanging from the
boy's shoulders.

	"How do I look?" The girl bit her lower lip to prevent her
exclamation. "Oh my god, what a handsome boy I have. She then thought, and
said:

	"You cannot go downstairs to see grandma with your thing tenting
the robe!" Kist grinned.

	"It won't get flaccid while I can watch you." She smirked

	"Alright, I'll leave you here; as soon as you are ready, come
down." He did not like it, but before he could realise she was gone, though
he wanted at least to kiss her. Some minutes later the four handsome boys,
dressed as senators, were standing in front of the women. Julia's sisters
deeply sighed at the view regretting they were too old for them. Marco's
mother stared at her dear son; he was magnificent in that abnormal civil
dress; however Marco felt his mind invaded by his young lover's: "I love
you!" He slightly smiled and sighed as he met Dart's eyes; both knew what
would happen during the night. Then mentally he answered his lover: "Be
careful tonight, because Zeus likes boys as you are and he could come from
the Olympus to abduct you!" Dart and Doro giggled as Keel knew something
was on between the trio. Kist had eyes only for Julia and saw nothing.

Next morning, when the boys and Marco were near ready, Orus appeared with
two squadrons to escort the boys to the Senate; this surprised Marco and
the boys, but after breakfast, the group went for a short walk and to find
out why they needed to have an escort. Orus then explained.

	"We have known that Lucio Nasidio and his group will try, at least,
to spoil the meeting.  He's one of the strongest Pompey's supporters, and
he opposes openly to any act that might benefit Julio. We are not allowed
to search the senator's clothes, even if we had the certainty that he's
carrying weapons under their clothes, so, once you are into the building,
you must be alert to any strange move; we will take care outside. He's
always accompanied by an old druid, as his assistant; therefore it is not
difficult to identify his group." Some time later the full group started
their trip. In an hour they were crossing one of the wall main gates. The
boys had never seen so a large city; thousands people were in the streets,
as many of them turned their heads to watch the strange group of so young
senators escorted by the Palace's guards. The boys opened their mouths in
awe watching the large buildings and temples, especially one to Apollo.
Soon they were in the Forum; one trumpet sounded announcing their arrival
as a Centurion led them into the large building.

Marco went thru the big and wide door, heading them. He stopped as the
president descended from his high seat. He immediately spotted Pompey's
supporters and watched how the old druid whispered something to
Nasidio. The old man was white.

	"Nasidio, I feel a strange force, you better don't try anything
here; they are very powerful, even for me!" The arrogant man stared at his
servant with scorn as he replied.

	Don't forget I am a real senator coming from a prestige family of
people serving the republic; they are just children that have been
manipulated to represent this comedy; all of this, told by the ignorant
people, is purely false, created only with the aim of harming Pompey, but
I'll teach them and Julio Caesar how we behave." The druid said nothing but
he separated away from the senator; he had a bad feeling. The man touched
the large dagger he had under his toga as Marco approached. Nasidio was in
the upper steps, so he had a good position to stab Marco or one of the
boys. However, when he wrapped his hand round the dagger hilt, trying to
extract it, his face became brown, and then black, as he could not
breathe. Instinctively the man dropped the large knife that sounded when it
hit the marbled stairs as his hand went to his neck in an attempt to untie
the invisible cord that was killing him. Marco turned the head and watched
a light smile on the twins' faces.

The Centurion gave the alarm, and Orus entered with his sword in hand ready
to use it, if necessary; he only could watch the man on the floor near dead
as the druid and the other senators took Nasidio away from the chamber. The
president then picked the dagger up as he said:

	"Coward, they are only children! Apollo has punished you." Orus
heard his words; he stared at the twins and grinned. He guessed what had
happened; then he returned his sword to its sheaf and went out. All of a
sudden, strong applauses started as the boys and Marco occupied their
seats. The senators talked freely to the group, and some minutes later the
incident had been forgotten. They knew Nasidio would survive, but had lost
his voice forever.  Marco and the boys were invited to remain in the Senate
and to presence the debates that would follow after lunch. Since it would
be too late to come back to the farm, Marco advised Orus to return his
forces to their quarters, they would spend the night in the large house
that Julia grandmother had within the walls, though she was not
there. Julia and her grandpa had planned this overnight with her mother
cooperation. For the boys, this was the best opportunity to spend together
those moments before the parade took place. As soon as they arrived to the
house, Julia dragged the boys to a bedroom where she had placed their
casual clothes. They changed into them and the girl did the same, but she
wore a baggy blouse and hided her hair and bosom, so she seemed a boy,
too. Laughing and making jokes, as any boy would do, they walked thru the
crowded streets; however, four strong men followed the group discretely
until they returned home.

They occupied the upper floor where there was a large terrace full of
garden plants, and one room for her father's star observation to which he
was very keen, though he did it just a few times a year; especially in
spring time, when the sky was cleaner. After dinner everybody disappeared,
except Kist that remained alone in his room, since Dart had gone to
Marco's. This room had a large balcony facing the Senate and Forum
buildings that now were in absolute silence. He guessed what that night
could mean in his life, because Julia had said him only three words: "Wait
for me." Though not full, the moonlight entered thru the large balcony
spreading into the room as milk, not being necessary to light anything. He
noticed a light noise in the large house, so he got naked under the stream
of light; really he seemed Apollo that had flown from the Olympus; at least
that was what Julia thought when she entered into the room.  He did not
notice her presence until she kissed softly the boy's back neck. Slowly he
spun as she untied her silk nightshirt that dropped on the pink marble
floor. The boy contemplated the beautiful figure, now with her hair free
cascading to her shoulders and back. His blue eyes shone as two diamonds as
he gently said:

	"You are even more beautiful than The Pleiades."

	"That's why Apollo has come from the Olympus." The girl answered.

Kist was terribly excited as never before; however, he did not hurry at
all; he wanted that image to be engraved in his mind for the rest of his
life. Slowly he neared the girl and suddenly both went into an embrace as
their lips met. Julia pushed her boy to the bed as she placed herself on
top of him; she noticed his hard tool pushing against her tummy and started
moving up and down. In a quick move, Kist turned over on top, burying his
mouth on the girl's neck, licking and biting softly her earlobes; she
gasped in pleasure and Kist continued with her armpits. The young girl
laughed and moaned; she did not know what Kist was doing and why he excited
her so much. She was breathing hard when the boy scooted down, and, instead
of kissing her, he started sucking one of her erected nipples; the pleasure
was so intense that she would have bitted him. She could not control
herself; that was too much for the inexperienced girl.  Unexpectedly, she
turned over and sealed the boy's lips with hers; she needed his boy tool.
With her left hand she guided the hard erected penis into her wet vagina;
she ignored or did not realise she was a virgin until she instinctively
pushed down and felt a sharp pain. Her mind was a whirl of pleasures with
an intense need to satisfy them. Again she pushed down as felt the boy's
hands on her butt cheeks; that helped, and the second time she felt how the
boy long dick went entirely into her to the hilt. It was so great for both
that none of them thought on the possible outcome of their pleasures. They
were mad with total and uncontrolled needs; the girl moved in al directions
grinding her crotch against Kist's. Both bodies at the same time tensed,
they stopped breathing as their minds travelled to the outer space. A loud
moan escaped from their dry throats as they hugged very tight and the boy's
small load filled the girl cores. Kist felt Julia hair's covering his face,
making him difficult to breathe; he then put it away, taking a deep breath.

After a few minutes of relax, Julia kissed a peck to her boy, removing a
tuft of blond hair stick on his sweat-smooth forehead; he returned the
kiss; and then, without any notice, the girl and boy started laughing
happily. They could not explain why they were laughing, but felt the need
to do so. They felt an immense happiness, so they began making ticklish to
each other, rolling on the bed from one side to the other. After some time,
they stopped and stared into each other eyes.  Kist asked.

	"Why do we laugh?"

	"I don't know, most likely because we feel content and good." She
then got serious. "I love you, Kist. I did not know that this happiness
ever existed, otherwise I would have taken you to bed the first moment I
saw you." Kist then rubbed the girl face with the back of his hand.

	"You are right Julia; I have had sex with boys and girls before,
but I never felt what you have transmitted me. Now I am sure I will never
return to The Gauls or Britannia if you are near me." Tears of joy dribbled
along the girl's cheeks and Kist lapped them with his wet tongue.

	"I'll be near you forever, even if you don't..." Kist sealed his
girl's lips softly with his forefinger.

	"Please, don't even try to mention it, because my dreams have come
true, and I want to share my life with you and our children, if we ever
have." He paused; but for a moment he thought about the possibility his
young girl could conceive a baby, so as he caressed the girl's face, he
added: "Julia, do you know that we are behaving a little bit irresponsible?
We are healthy persons and able to..." She stopped him to complete the
sentence.

	"Bring a baby. Is that what you were to say?"

	"Yes. Can you imagine what your parents and their friends would say
about a twelve- years-old girl having a baby? You are not in the Eduos'
society in The Gauls, where prejudices on this subject do not exist." She
grinned.

	"First, I am not twelve, but thirteen years old since a few months
ago. And second, if I knew I was expecting a baby, this would be the
greatest news I ever received. I would spread it to the four winds aloud in
order they knew how happy and proud I was, because I am sure our son would
be the most beautiful boy or girl ever existed in Rome." Kist got serious
as two tears dribbled down his white cheeks. Julia lapped them as he had
done just a few minutes ago to her. She then continued: "I understand, but
you are now my husband and I am your wife, though nothing is written,
except in our hearts, therefore there is nothing to be argued." Kist
extended his arms and hugged the girl very tight to his chest.

	"I don't know what I have done to have a girl like you and a father
like Marco. Some times I think that I am into a dream and that I must wake
up near Worten in the north of The Gauls, with the warriors trying to hold
and abuse of me."

	"Kist, please, don't underestimate yourself; you are a great human
being and..." She grinned "...a little bit handsome, but that's what I
like; my problems will arise when we start school and other girls and boys
try to get you out from me, in order to use that beautiful and long worm
that you have between your legs." They laughed loudly.

	"In that case let's instruct it not to obey anybody, except a
lovely thirteen-years-old girl named Julia-Patricia." They shut as their
lips joined in an eternal kiss of love. Some moments later, Kist rolled on
top of Julia and started making her those things that Marco had taught him
many times, until they were exhausted and drifted to sleep. She cuddled
into her boy's arms.

CHAPTER 26

The people of Rome were excited; the Senate had declared three days of
feast with many acts, such as gladiator fights in the arena, theatre
performances, etc. All persons in Rome knew about the boys' history; what
their participations have been in the fights and their task looking after
the wounded soldiers; so there was a great interest on watching and knowing
them in the parade. Yet, Marco got from Julio not to participate in the
parade, being relieved from his obligation as a Roman soldier, but the boys
were anxious about it.

Lucio Nasidio, as one of the leaders that supported Pompey, had fought in
the Senate in order to stop Julio Caesar entering in Rome with his legions,
of course without success. Except Pompey's supporters, Rome as a whole,
including the Senate, worshiped Julio Caesar, and was ready to grant Julio
what he may ask. The brilliant man had brought large treasures and had
spread the name of Rome as never before, leading the troops; nevertheless,
always there are envy persons, as Pompey's people. From very early, the
streets were crowded trying to get the best place to watch the parade,
fortunately the weather accompanied the event; it was warm, but not hot as
some times autumn is.

The main buildings and avenues had been embellished for the occasion,
especially those that would be used for the parade. Round mid morning the
crowds were yelling with bravos to the disciplined soldiers that were
participating in the parade. In two moments the crowds kept a dead silence:
one was when the trumpets announced Vercingetorix's presence, which came
chained on a cart dragged by two big war horses. The People of Rome always
admired brave persons, not mattering whether they were friends of
enemies. He proudly stared at the multitudes as the cart passed by, then a
strong ovation started as the people shouted "Bravo!!!  Bravo!!!". Many old
veteran soldiers, who watched the man, could not stop some tears dribbling
along their faces. After him many slaves paraded, too.

The second moment was when the trumpets and horns sounded in a special way,
telling the people that Julio was approaching. He appeared on a "quadriga"
trimmed with gold bands and dragged by four beautiful white horses. Each
horse was being ridden by a boy dressed with war armour and coat of mails;
large Eduo bows and boxes full of arrows, and small swords attached to
their teen waists. The view of this group made the masses to explode in a
mad enthusiasm, yells and applauses as Julio Caesar waved his arms thanking
the people for their presence and support. Kist chose the further left
horse because he knew Julia-Patricia was watching the parade from a stand
closed to the track, accompanied by her family; especially her two
grandmothers: Karla and Julia; the latter was Julio's sister. The two
central horses were ridden by the twins, and the right one by Keel. Kist
spotted his girl well before he was in front of the stand and their eyes
met for seconds, since the boys were not allowed to move or wave to
anybody; but that was enough, his young heart started beating into his
chest, as the twins grinned. The girl could not stand as some tears of joy
and pride started rolling along her fresh cheeks. Her grandmother Julia
watched her and sighed as she commented with Karla:

	"What's going on with our grand child, Karla? She seems to have a
great emotion."  Karla grinned.

	"She has more than emotion, Julia; she's in love for the first
time; and believe me, it is worthwhile."

	"Who is the fortunate man? There are so many in this parade..."

	"It is not a man yet, but a boy; the white blond one riding the
left horse."

	"Is he her famous cousin, Kist the Anglo boy? Julio doesn't stop
talking about these four boys. He said these lads have saved a lot of
lives; and in private, he told me they have contributed to the final
success of this war. And further more; Diviciaco's twins discovered how the
young August was being poisoned." Karla opened wide her large eyes in
disbelief, but she knew already what really had happened; she had to
represent she knew nothing about the subject.

	"He is right, Julia. As surgeons, they have more experience than
most of the physicians of Rome. All of them are special beings, not simple
boys. Kist also has gained our love and of those who are round
him. Vercingetorix loves this boy as his own son, in spite he was near his
slave until he was discovered by son Marco. The Great Warrior, as they call
him, gave to Marco a large amount of money to pay his education." The great
woman smiled as she responded to Julio Caesar that was waving them.

	"Karla, once all this fuss is over, I would like to know him,
personally."

	"Don't worry, Julia. I'll tell this to our grand child; she will be
more than happy to take him to your presence.

The parade ended at the Senate; with all the senators present in the
chamber; they came out to receive Julio Caesar as the greatest hero, while
Orus and his men, a full cohort, surrounded the building to protect
Julio's, if necessary. In that historical session he was granted with the
title of "Pontiff Maximum", implying Dictatorship, Consul and Tribune of
the People; not for one year, as it was normal, but for the rest of his
life. At the time, this was abnormal, since no one had been granted before
with such powers. Probably this caused the earlier reaction of Pompey and
his legions that were in Spain. Pompey claimed that Julio was more an
ambitious politician than a General, and that he had conquered The Gauls
thanks to the boys and adults druids. The revolt of Pompey and his people
divided the Rome Empire in two halves, starting a long Civil War, but Julio
would demonstrate, once more, that he was a military genius, and his former
best friend and son in law, a vain full of envy man.

Julio went to Spain and defeated the revolted forces as Pompey flew to
Italy and Greece.  There, Julio again and definitely defeated Pompey; that
event took place in a place called Farsalia; even with inferior number of
legions. He never punished the soldiers that had fought in Pompey's army;
many of them joined his forces. Those who did not join his army were
disarmed and left freed to return home, and without any payment. The
Generals caught fighting were slaved for life or killed. From Italy and
Asia Pompey flew to Egypt followed by Julio that defeated his Egyptian
supporters. Julio gave him many times the opportunity to surrender, but he
was too proud to accept the Great General's generosity. Finally Pompey was
betrayed; his head was cut off from his body, and presented to Julio in a
basket. Julio bitterly cried at the view of his old friend and once, son in
law's head. He immediately ordered to execute the man who had brought that
terrible proof.

CHAPTER 27

One week after the parade, Marco and the twins were getting ready for their
return for The Gauls. The boys soon would split out and they were sad. Kist
was the saddest of all; he dearly loved his father and it was hard to say
goodbye. One of those days Marco called his son and his niece and took them
for a walk to the near forest; he wanted to talk to them privately. When
they were under the tall pine trees sitting on al old dry trunk, he said.

	"Kist, Julia; you well know how proud I am of you both, and nothing
has pleased me more than you love each other, but I must leave for The
Gauls, and want to give you some advices. First, as soon as possible, you
must have something that will unite you even more: a baby." The youngsters
stared at each other amazed. Kist then said:

	"Father, we agree with you, but we need to end our studies, a baby
would be a real handicap, especially for Julia, and I want her with me to
work together, at least during some time. Grandpa is anxious to get
retired."

	"I don't mean right now... but don't lose too much time. Don't take
me as an example."  They laughed. Julia then pointed out.

	"Yes; you found your son already grown up and I am taking him from
you." Marco grinned because that was the moment he was waiting for.

	"Kist, do you remember Kobe and our stay in his house?"

	"Of course father." Kist blushed when he continued. "He was my
lover during those days while you were engaged with his mom." This time
Marco blushed, too.

	"Yes. Now I have to look after your brother Martin and protect Kobe
and all of them; they are our family, too.

	"Yes, you are right. I want you to hug all of them in our behalf
and tell Kobe I keep good memories of our times in the forest and in his
room." They laughed as the girl jabbed her boy.  Marco then continued.

	"Vercingetorix has said that Worten will be here within a week, I
hope you will continue being good friends. You know better than anyone what
we did to him, but as I told you, that was not definitive; I am not the
Great Mother, but a simple physician as you will be, my son." Kist bent his
head; he knew his father was more than a physician, but it was not yet the
moment to explain it to Julia.

	"Yes, father. I'll try to be a good friend and to guide him, but
you must realise Worten is fourteen y/o now, he will live in a strange
country and he is not as his father is; he may have changed. Will he
understand that he is not in The Gauls, but in Rome? On the other hand, now
I'll have many obligations, especially with sick persons, school, and,
above all, with my future wife; she is what matters more, at least to me."
Julia did not understand all of this, except that Kist loved her and she
was the first in his mind. She could not stop and kissed her boy on his
father's presence. Marco then continued.

	"You behave more like a man than a near fifteen-years-old boy, and
that is my best reward." He sighed and paused. "A few times I have told you
about our family's obligations with the Republic; fortunately you have
already complied with this." He then placed his hands on the boy shoulders
and said: "Kist, don't ever interfere in the Republic politics, even if
they offer you all the gold of the world. Normally it is a trap. For
centuries our family never intervened, though some had been seriously
tempted.

	"Don't worry, dad. I have a clear idea of this. As per what
Worten's mother explained me, before she died, my own original family in
Britannia was eliminated because my grandfather supported the wrong
persons; fortunately her family saved me." They returned home and Marco
went to pay a visit to Vercingetorix to say goodbye. The man hugged Marco
after a large talk.

	"You are a lucky man, Marco." The man then stared at Marco and Kist
and said.  "Please take care of our people; now I want to ask you both for
a great favour." Marco was to argue but he continued. "I won't be allowed
to return to The Gauls alive, therefore, when I die, please incinerate my
body and spread my ashes over the river where I was defeated." This
declaration took aback to father and son; Kist stared at his father and
said:

	"Don't worry, sir. If my father is not here, I'll comply with your
will."

	"Thanks Kist. I'll deliver my will to the Vestals' temple, so you
or your father has my written consent." Marco did not argue; the men hugged
and said goodbye. Marco would never see again the Great Warrior. Keel also
came for the farewell. He hugged Marco and the twins, especially to Doro;
he took him away to tell him a message.

	"Doro, you know why I don't return; please tell my girl that I love
her; however, if she does not want to wait for me, she's free to marry
anyone she likes. You know how I am and will be, therefore tell my uncle
and cousins all about me." Doro watched tears in his friend's eyes, though
he did not know whether they were caused by his departure or by the
remembrances about the girl and family. The following day at dawn they
started their trip back to The Gauls.  Marco had had a private encounter
with Julio and the great man told him:

	"I'll miss you and the boys; fortunately I have Orus and Keel with
me, because after the betrayal of Labieno I need round me persons to whom I
can trust. Still my son is very young, but he's a promising boy. Now I am
going to tell you something that only a few persons know about: Pompey has
revolted against me in Spain, therefore, after what we have done in The
Gauls, now I must face a Civil War, but Rome has to punish once for ever
these conducts. I loved and still love him; I wonder what has made him to
change..."

	"Thank you sir for your confidence on me. I regret all of this, and
I would like to be with you, but I think we have a hard work to do in The
Gauls fixing Rome's presence there. Pompey is not right, but jealousy is a
bad friend, and he has a lot about you. I am sure he deeply loves and
admires you, but he is not able to stop his envy.

	"Yes, my boy. Never mind, take care of yourself and enjoy your new
son and family."  Both hugged and Marco left. He did not mention about
Pompey to anybody, but when they were on their way to The Gauls,
instinctively the twins entered into his mind and he told them all
about. Dart then said in words:

	"We have a hard work ahead, and our country needs us. He's more
than able to get rid of Pompey without us helping him. He is a great man,
and I think, there will not ever be another man like the Great Boss.

Marco and the twins took a different route to come back to The Gauls. The
winter was approaching and they guessed could find some difficulties going
thru the Alps. They took a ship in Ostia and disembarked in the west coast
of Spain where his father had been. They did not stop because the Pyrenees
soon would also be difficult to cross; however, they noticed the troop's
agitation, though this part of Spain was under the command of Cayo Galonio,
faithful to Julio. After some weeks they entered in the town governed by
Kurt and Jan. Yet they were not expected to arrive, therefore this was a
lovely surprise for the family. Kurt made the introductions, since except
Cletus and himself no one knew personally the White Druid and Diviciaco's
children; though everybody had heard about them. Apart of some interesting
news about how The Gauls were making history.

They learnt Yankton had passed away just four moths before. When they were
being introduced, for the first time in their short life, Dart felt
something strange and noticed how his heart accelerated as he kissed
Linda's smooth cheeks; Jan's thirteen-year-old daughter deeply blushed and
she could not understand why. Dart had never felt anything in front of a
girl, as far as he could remember; only he had noticed some strange envy of
Kist when he kissed Julia in his presence; however, he thought at that
moment it should be due to the kiss. Doro observed his brother's confusion
and grinned slyly. They interchanged information during dinner, and then
prepared for bed time. As usual Dart and Doro were in the same room and
bed.

	"Aren't you going to share Marco's bed tonight, brother?" They were
under the heavy covers near spooned, Dart cuddled in his brother's arms; he
did not answer immediately; suddenly he turned over glancing at his
beautiful brother.

	"You noticed it, didn't you, brother?" Doro thought not to say the
truth, but he never was a liar and much less with his brother.

	"Yes, I did. She's a beautiful and intelligent girl, as her father
is; she remembers me Kist, with her blond hair, lovely smile and blue
eyes."

	"I don't know what's happening to me lately, Doro. When Kist and
Julia kissed in front of us, I felt something similar, but I thought I
missed Kist's kisses, but now... I am really confused, and for the first
time, I don't feel the need of Marco's caresses, though most likely he's
waiting for me like every night." Doro turned over and dragged his brother
to him and rubbed his face tenderly.

	"I think I have a clue of what is happening to you, brother." Dart
stared at his brother questioning with his eyes. "We are brothers and
twins; however we are a lot different in some ways; you easily forget and I
keep many little things in my mind."

	"Yes, you are right. Dad always used to say that I was more
brilliant, but you were like a store of memory." Doro grinned as he rubbed
his brother smooth face cheeks.

	"Dart; don't you remember what Marco said us many times regarding
puberty, and specially maturity?" Dart was to argue, but Doro
continued. "As far as I can remember, you always thought as certain that
you were homosexual, because you liked boys instead of girls, but Marco
said that boys' personality was not absolutely fixed until we are at least
sixteen- years-old, even sometimes, later. I started spurting semen near
six months before you did, and I have already little hair round my dick;
you have nothing yet..."

	"What do you mean with that, Doro? We are twins; therefore we
should be the same."

	"Simple, for some reasons the Great Mother made you to blossom
later, and now you are changing; most probably you will start liking girls
too, besides of boys or men. It helped the fact that we Eduos have not any
prejudice about sex, and you were more comfortable with boys than I did. So
don't feel disappointed because you also like girls, too. Wait until you
take one to your bed, then you will understand." They kept silence for a
moment, and then Dart said.

	"But I love Marco with all my heart, Doro; what shall I say him if
this continues as you say?"

	"Everybody loves him, because besides a great Druid, he is a
greater man. He will understand, even I would say he will be very happy;
however you must tell him about your feelings as soon as you are sure about
them; he deserves our honesty, though I am sure he already knows it."

Yes, Doro was right; Marco was amused when he noticed how Linda and Dart
exchanged glances during dinner. It was natural; he knew the boys better
than themselves, though he had not been the only one appreciating the
stares between the girl and the boy. When the boys went to bed and the men
stayed drinking for a while in the large room, Jan said:

	"Marco, I have little bad news for you."

	Why?"

	"Linda has been all the time talking about you, always defending
you when someone tried to say anything that she thought it was against
you. In summary, I thought she loved you; but tonight I have drastically
changed my mind; I think Dart has a lot in her mind." Marcos laughed
loudly.

	"It will be great that they coupled; until now Dart thought he was
not for a girl, but for a boy or man. I am glad he's changing; he's a
little bit on retard on his physical development, on contrary than Doro, he
had matured much before than his brother."

	"Time is elapsing very quickly." Kurt said. "I'm a grandfather and
I don't know my grandchildren." They kept silent for a while, and then Jan
asked: "When will Orus be back, Marco?"

	"It is difficult to know, uncle. Unfortunately he had now a hard
job. I should not disclose it, but Julio told me that Pompey and his
legions have revolted in Spain, and he's going to fight them back there,
this means a civil war. I am sure that Orus will be near him until
everything is over."

	"A civil war is a bad thing; if Julio loses the war, Orus would
have a bad time.  Fortunately my daughter and the children are under your
father's umbrella; this comforts me.  Also I trust on Julio's luck and
intelligence; it won't be easy to defeat him."

The news about the return of the White Druid spread very fast, and soon
messages started being received from all The Gauls' corners asking him to
visit them; however, the winter was very close and he thought it was not
the time initiate a trip. Yet, two messages impacted on his mind: One was
from the Druid General Board staying in the sacred island (Ireland). The
other one came from Kobe's mother, also of his own son's; now more than two
years old; the message said they were quite well and that the little boy
was growing up healthy and strong.  Marco read the scroll and
sighed. Kobe's mother had sent the message thru the military channels.

	"What are you going to do, Marco?" Jan asked.

	"My heart is pushing me up to the North; I don't know the boy and I
eagerly want to have him on my lap; nevertheless I must wait, there are
many things to do here before I begin this journey. You are my family, too.

The next day other boys and girls surrounded the twins; they wanted to know
everything they could explain to them about Rome. As any child, they
enjoyed the company of all of them, answering their questions. They formed
as a cavalry squadron, showing the twins all about the horses. They were
kidding and laughing when a man approached Kurt. He told that the twins
should see Marco as soon as possible.

	"I wonder what Marco wants, so brother you can stay here while I
see the boss." Dart grinned as Doro's horse trotted to the village,
followed by the group of boys and girls, except Linda. They stared at each
other and both blushed. They left free the horses to pasture and sat on an
old dry tree. The girl was wearing leather trousers as the boys, since the
weather was chilly.

	"Here is colder than in Rome; in the parade I was sweating with the
armour on."  Pointing to the boy's crotch, Linda bluntly said:

	"Dart, I have been told that you are officially as an adult, I
suppose down there you are the same." The boy did not expect that question;
he was caught thinking about the girl. He blushed as he soon reacted.

	"Linda, since you have started, let us go straight to the point. I
see you have nice tits and I suppose even nicer nipples to suck." This time
Linda blushed as Dart continued. "I can show you, if you like it; I have
not stopped thinking on your beautiful face and body from the last
night. However, I must tell you something right from the beginning: I have
never been with a girl before I met you last night; on contrary of my
brother Doro: he is a real hunk." The girl started to laugh.

	"I know, but I like you and not Doro. On the other hand, I must
tell you something; I have never been with a boy or man before. Perhaps
this will seem strange to you, but up to now..." She stopped for a moment,
and then bravely continued. "...I have liked little girls, sucking their
little flat nipples, and licking and lapping their bald pussies. I enjoyed
watching how they laughed and moaned with uncontrolled pleasure." She then,
near in a whisper added: "It is wonderful to make them happy without
hurting them, only joy and pleasure." Dart sighed as he rubbed his crotch.

	"You have been honest and sincere with me, and then it is my
turn. As I have told you, I never touched a girl of any age since I was
eleven, that I fucked Stella. By the time she was fifteen; I'll tell you
about her if you want it. Until just a few weeks, and especially until last
night, I strongly believed that I was homosexual; however, you have awoken
in me these new feelings.  Fortunately we are Eduos and have not any sexual
restrictions whatsoever, so my brother and I had sex any time we wanted or
were in need. But from the moment I knew Marco, near four years ago, I felt
a strong attraction to him. I deeply loved him, and my goal was to get him
in my bed with me, so he could fuck my butt." He paused as got red as a
beetroot. "Yet, he was very respectful with us; he had a high idea of
responsibility with all of us and thought he was to care about my brother
and me and not to take advantage on us as we were children; this made me to
love him even more. Only a few times we forced him to share our joys in
sex. We did it many times with the beautiful Kist and Keel." Dart sighed
recalling these moments with the Anglo boy.

	"Why do you say "beautiful Kist? Doro and you are both very
handsome, too."

	"Kist is something special, Linda. He really is a beautiful and
intelligent boy; he fucked me a few times, though he really liked Doro as
they spent the whole war together, sharing the same bed for many months;
but my brother and Kist himself, liked girls. After the war, we all four
were declared majority, as if we were adults, and then Marco was not our
tutor anymore. From that moment, Marco and I became lovers and I reached
what I had been seeking for a long time: he fucked my butt when I needed. I
must say have enjoyed it very much, and I will never forget his tenderness
and patience with me. He's not only a great Druid but also a great man."

	"You still love him, don't you?"

	"Yes Linda. All four wanted him; I am sure he would have given his
life for his children; not only for my brother and I, but also Kist and
Keel." Dart sighed again. "I expect to be with you for a long time, so,
you'll have time to know and appreciate him. He's more powerful than any
Druid before; even than my father; nevertheless, he looks as he's nothing."
Unexpectedly, Linda fixed her eyes on Dart's, place her hands round the boy
smooth face, and kissed him softly on the lips. It was a tender
demonstration of her love. Then she said.

	"This is the first time I have kissed a boy on the lips..." Dart
terribly excited kissed her back.

	"We better go back home, it is getting chilly and we may catch a
cold. I'll see you after dinner."

	"Yes; I'll wait you in my room; it is in the upper part near the
ceiling; from there we can see the moon and forests, and in the morning the
first sun rays stream thru my window." Dart thought what a wonderful night
was before him. They jumped agile on the horses and rode to the town; Doro
was waiting for him; and then took his brother and the girl's hands and
dragged them inside the house.

	"It seems you are not very happy, brother." Dart said. "What's
going on?" Doro grinned.

	"I am very happy watching you together; this confirms my guessing,
am I right?" Dart and Linda stared at each other as the girl said:

	"Yes, you are right."

	"I won't be able to watch your love as I would have liked. As soon
as I have my things gathered I'll depart for our walled town, brother."
Dart was to argue, but Doro continued. "Marco has told me that Lola's
father is seriously ill and nobody can assist him, since Yankton passed
away some months ago. On the other hand, she's my girl and I must be near
her in this moment; that's why I am so happy to see you together."

	"That means that the time to split out has arrived, as Kist and
Keel did. I never thought we would separate so soon. But dad told us
otherwise when we were barely nine, therefore we must accept our fate; the
Great Mother wants it like this." Both brother hugged very tight as they
could not keep back their tears. "Linda will help you, and we'll be in
touch."

	"Yes, Dart. In fact we are very lucky having the powers to
communicate each other."  Linda did not understand the boy's words, though
she knew there were a special bond between the twins, as her mother and her
aunty. "Well, I'll see you later at dinner; I have many things to do." Doro
kissed Linda on the cheek as he said: "Welcome to our family, Linda" The
girl smiled and hugged her future brother in law.

CHAPTER 28

During dinner with all members of the two families together, Dart and Linda
sat together; before they stood to go to their room, the boy and the girl
rose as all kept silence, though they knew in advance what he was going to
say. Jan was very happy since her dearest daughter had found what she was
looking for.

	"Jan, Linda and I love each other; I think I have found something
that I was missing."  Linda continued her boy's words.

	"Yes, mom and dad; I believe in what Dart has said tonight, I want
to know if I am right."  Saying this all present cheered them as they ran
thru the stairs up to their room. As soon as they entered into the girl's
room, Dart took in his strong arms the girl and placed her on the soft
bed. He did not lose any second, and soon was naked and on top of the
girl. He had never fucked a girl before, but had a large experience with
boys and Marco, when they did it to him, especially the man.

So he started nibbling the girl's neck, then her hard little nipples; she
started moaning in pleasure wanting the boy dick into her cunt. She did not
wait Dart to take the lead, she turned over so she was now on top of him,
then guided her boy tool into her and pushed hard down.  She felt the sharp
pain as she got rid of her virginity and felt how the boy's cock went into
her to the hilt. The pleasure was so intense that she screamed loudly;
fortunately the room was higher in the loft and the family that was
downstairs could hear nothing. She rested her head on the boy's left
shoulder as they recovered from their ecstasies; then Dart caressed the
girl's sweated forehead and placed a tender kiss there. Then he said:

	"I never thought this would be as good; my brother and Kist told me
to try, but I never did." Linda returned the soft kiss, saying.

	"I have been silly waiting so long to enjoy this; probably the
Great Mother prepared everything so we could meet without being touched by
anyone else. They hugged tightly and continued their lovemaking until they
were worn out, then drifted to sleep: that was their real wedding night! No
one disturbed the couple; they got up late when their bodies were
requesting to be fed. Hand in hand they went downstairs; her mother had
prepared a huge breakfast that they ate slowly. In that moment Doro entered
and hugged his brother tenderly.

	"I have waited until you came down, brother; I am leaving for our
town, as Klara's dad is getting worse every moment that passes." Doro could
not retain his tears as he hugged back his twin brother. The boy added:
"You have found what you were seeking, so I am very happy. I'll let you
know how things go." Doro had said goodbye to everybody, except
them. Outside was a squadron of warriors that would escort him until they
find the other warriors from his town. Doro stared back waving his hand,
though he was very sad; it was hard for him to leave everybody, though he
expected to meet his girl very soon and was accompanied by Cletus and his
warriors.  After five days riding, they arrived to the spot where his
town's warriors were waiting for him. He received a lovely surprise because
Rhode came to hug him. He separated from his old friend to watch him
carefully.

	"My goodness, Doro, you are so changed! You are not that little and
brave boy anymore." I have heard so many things about you and the boys..."

	"Yes, probably I am; but you also have changed; now you are a real
man. How's Stella."

	"She is very happy looking after the children." Before Doro could
ask anything, Rhode added. "We have one boy of three and one beautiful girl
of one. Klara gave me a message for you, she said don't delay because Cato
is seriously sick. We'll talk during our way."

	"In that case, let's go. We'll rest tonight." Without much fuss
they said goodbye to Cletus and his men, thanking them for their
assistance; he promised to come back to see the family as soon as he
could. The rest resumed the trip and Rhode updated him about all changes
happened since they left. Doro also informed him about Keel whereabouts and
braveness. Four days later the troop arrived safely to the walled
town. Doro's heart started beating hard as many people came to welcome
them. Following the twins' will, Cato had occupied Diviciaco's home,
leaving his house to Stella and Rhode as their family was increasing. Klara
was attending his father as she heard the noise and shouts outside.

	"What's going on, Lola?" Lola went out and one minute later she
came back excited to her sister and father.

	"I think your boy is here, because I have seen Rhode hugging Stella
and the children."  Klara was ready to go out to meet Doro, her boy, but in
this moment Cato screamed in pain.

	"Please Klara, my daughter, don't leave me; I am dying!!! With
tears on her eyes Klara and Lola remained near the sick man as her heart
flew to meet her boy, but she owed to her father. She was cleaning the
man's forehead as she felt a strong hand on her shoulder. She rose and
spun, stared at the boy in front of her as he said.

	"Have I changed so much that you don't recognize me?" She did not
doubt a second and launched into her boy's arm. He was near a different
person, but still his soft voice and tender look were with him. They hugged
and kissed gently as they heard the old man saying.

	"Who is this lad, Lola?"

	"He's Doro, Diviciaco's son, father!" The man extended his arms to
the boy trying to rise himself from the bed; but Doro left Klara and hugged
the man tenderly.

	"Cato, our great warrior! How do you feel, my friend?"

	"Doro, it seems a war horse is running in my cores; I can't resist
the pain, my boy. If Diviciaco were here..." He could not end the sentence;
he fainted. His body was too weak after so many days in pain. Doro then,
quickly as if he were in the middle of a battle, said:

	"C'mon girls, get him nude waist up, now that he's
unconscious. Klara, please bring me my saddle bag, quickly." As usual, the
girls demonstrated their efficiency. In a couple of minutes Klara came and
handed the bag to him, while Lola finished undressing her father. He
extracted a small pot and poured a little portion of a white substance that
he got from a leather pouch; put some water and dropped the white dust into
the pot; the dust dissolved immediately. He raised the man and gave it to
him to drink; Cato drank it slowly. Lola cleaned her father's mouth with a
clean white cloth. Doro then spun and hugged again Klara, and then to
Lola. He bent over the man and started exploring carefully his tummy; he
touched something and Cato moaned in pain. Klara then asked:

	"What do you think, Doro?"

	"He's very sick. He has a tumour inside his intestines; I would
like Marco were here; nevertheless I'll contact him right now and he will
instruct me how to proceed." The girls near were amused as Lola said:

	"Doro, do you realise that your Marco is ten days away from here?"
Klara, which had a strong faith on her boy, told her sister a little bit
annoyed.

	"He knows what he is doing! Don't be silly!" Doro then dragged the
girls to a nearby room, out of any person who might hear him. Then he said:

	"Girls, you will watch something special, but before I do it, you
must promise me you won't comment or say anything to anybody." Doro
explored the girls' minds and found a hard determination in Klara; she
believed her boy, even she felt a little upset for Doro's doubt about her;
however, Lola had some doubts. He gave a peck to Klara as he murmured into
her ear: "I don't have any doubt about you." Klara grinned and sighed. Lola
then said:

	"May I know why is she grinning?" Doro responded bluntly to the
girl.

	"Because she trusts me, and you have doubts." Lola deeply blushed.

	"How do you know..." Klara then stared into her sister's eyes, and
answered her."

	"You easily forget that Doro is a druid himself, besides son of
Diviciaco; I have not any doubt what he says or does."

	"Alright girls; still there is enough sun light and I need it to
recover myself. Remember what I have said; if you are not ready top keep
this secret, Lola, please leave us alone in order I can heal your father's
pain. He's what matters now." Lola, a little bit ashamed said:

	"I don't deserve to be present; besides, you will be more
comfortable with Klara. Should you need anything from me, don't hesitate to
call me; I'll stay in the kitchen."

	"Please Klara, go with your sister; I'll call you both within
minutes; I need to pray to the Great Mother." The girls left and Doro went
upstairs to his old room in the loft. As he entered, felt how his throat
tightened with a bump and tears reached his eyes; still he could see some
of his toys on one of the shelves, probably Klara had taken care of them;
because everything was clean without any trace of dust. He made a great
effort and went out to the large terrace, where his father used to show him
the mystery about the stars. He then rubbed his face and cleaned his still
smooth face from the recent tears; he had a task to do, and there was not
time to lose.  He concentrated, and soon was talking, mind to mind, to
Marco. He still considered him as his second father, and when they were in
communication he called him like that. He explained how Cato was, and what
could he do. Marco told him how to proceed and be sure he was full of
energy; he would need it. He remained in the terrace until the sunset; then
went down and called the girls.

	"Is anyone here, besides you two?" He asked. Lola was to argue, but
Klara said.

	"Aunty Molly is in the kitchen; she always come to help us; father
trusts her as she is his only sister."

	Please, Lola, tell her to do something in order she leaves us
alone." Lola went to the kitchen and came back after a couple of minutes.

	"I have told her we don't need anyone tonight because you are here
helping us. She has thanked because her daughter in law is expecting a baby
and she is needed there." In that moment they heard the bang of the front
door as it was shut. Lola went and locked it, returning to where they were.

	"Now, please get your father naked; at least from his crotch up."
Klara need not anything more and proceeded as ordered. Doro then added:
"Please sit down on the bed's edge, but with you bare feet touching the
floor, and your hands entwined. Klara, your free arm must be round my
waist; so that we all three form an only being." The girls did not
argue. Doro then placed his hands on the man's belly and, for the first
time, pronounced slowly some arcane words. Klara felt something strange
going thru her; and in less extent thru Lola, too. Amazed they watched how
Doro's body became near transparent. A powerful brilliant blue light came
out from his hands that spread over their father's tummy. The man groaned,
as if he was enjoying a great pleasure; a lovely smile dawned in his
wrinkled face. This lasted round three minutes; then Doro stood, dragging
the girl with him. Klara was weeping; she knew the great effort that her
boy had done.

	"How do you feel, Doro? You feel very tired." He smiled tenderly,
and then kissed both girls on her forehead, as he added: "Thanks for your
help; yes I need to rest, I'm exhausted."  Klara then helped him to her
room and laid him on the bed; in seconds he was fast asleep. The girl
understood, he had been all day riding the horse and now that... she did
not know what to call it. She left Doro sleeping and came down where his
father was; she stared at him that was blissfully sleeping like in the old
times, when they were little and he came tired, but started to play with
them. Lola interrupted her thoughts.

	"Sister, I eagerly want father to get up, and then ask him how he
is feeling. Do you think his pains have calmed." Klara sighed as she took
the bedcover up, leaving only his father's head out.

	"I don't know Lola, but I'm sure Doro did his best to heal him;
tomorrow we'll find out; he seems enjoying his sleep after so many nights
on pain or with nightmares." Lola then rubbed her sister's shoulders.

	"I'll stay with dad tonight; you better go and enjoy with your
boy." She grinned slyly.

	"I don't think he's ready for what you are thinking. He has been
riding since dawn, and now with this exercise he's worn out; we'll have
time enough to do anything we want. He looks so handsome... I did not
expect to find him so handsome and beautiful; I'll lie down near him to
warm his body up." Lola then said:

	"I always thought he would be like he was before, but bigger; but
he's absolutely different; he is a wonderful young man." Klara chuckled.

	"He is near fifteen now and has grown up a lot; I was greatly
surprised when he entered thru this door just two hours ago; he is even
better and handsomer than I thought." They kept silence for a few minutes
involved in their thoughts.

	"How would Keel seem like? Will he be as beautiful as when we spent
the night in the forest? Will he remember me? Sometimes sister, I get a
whirl in my mind; perhaps I am silly waiting for him while he's in bed with
another girl. I wish I had large eyes to watch what he's doing. Men are
very fortunate, and our boys more than anybody else."

	"Please, don't say that anymore!" Klara was visibly annoyed by her
sister's words.  "They were only boys and fought and looked after wounded
people like real men; this has been recognized by the powerful Roman
Senate; at least that was what Kurt transmitted us. Doro will explain us
about him, since just some months ago they were together in Rome; probably
he's conveying a message from him to you." Klara paused and Lola said:

	"Sister, let's take the chance to get some rest, since father is
quieter tonight."

	"Yes, I'll have some rest; I need it." Saying this, she stood and
went upstairs. She found her boy hard asleep. She remained for a couple of
minutes watching the sleeping teenager; especially his long light brown
hair spread over the pillow. She then approached and dragged a little bit
the cover; most likely in his dream, he had taken all his clothes off,
because he was naked. "He always liked to sleep in the nude, even in the
coldest moments." She murmured for herself grinning. "The problem is that I
like doing it, too; though my sister always says that I am silly." She
sighed, placed the candle on a small table near the bed and got off of all
her clothes; then raised the covers and laid her hips on the bed, spooning
the boy; immediately she felt the boy's warmness on her abdomen. She felt
the luckiest girl of the world. She could not remember how long she stayed
awoken, until the daylight came thru the large window and a hand was
caressing her face. She opened the large eyes and saw her boy watching
her. Doro then says:

	"I have dreamt many times about this moment, Klara. How is your
father?" The girl sighed as she understood her boy's thoughts.

	"Since Lola has not come to call me, he must be much better. We
have not slept like tonight for months. So my boy, forget about him by
now." She paused and stared into her boy's blue eyes. "Doro, I want to
inspect you inch by inch, to check that you are near me and in my bed and
it is not a dream." Strangely it was warm, unusual for that time of the
year in The Gauls; she then pushed tenderly Doro so he lay on his back. She
then dragged the cover down to the boy's knees as she murmured: "You are so
changed... but for better." She could see the boy's tool was hard and some
clear liquid dripping from the pocking dickhead dribbling to his crotch
where the little patch of silky hair was. "I like what I see." Doro
extended his hands and placed them on the girl face cheeks, and then he
turned over, so he was now on top of her; he bent his head and their mouth
met in a tender kiss, then passionate; but he wanted those instants to be
prolonged, so he broke the kiss and watched her naked body.

	"What do you think? Do you like what you are watching?" The girl
said. The druid boy did not answer, but she knew her boy thoughts; he loved
her and did not need to say a word.  Doro caressed her light brown silky
hair; he touched her red lips softly with the back of his fingers, and then
his eyes stared to her beautiful breasts. They were protruding from her
chest like two halves of a pomegranate; he kneaded them gently until his
fingers touched the tiny step to the light-brown ring, where the centre was
occupied by the pink nipple, standing hard like a king in his throne. Doro
had seen many tits, but none had that beauty, probably it was due to her
youth. She had just turned fourteen. Instinctively he bent his head and
took into his mouth one of the nipples, while his hands wondered on the
other one. They were excited and breathing hard, Klara wanting he ended his
kneading that was torturing her. Without any noticed, she then took her
boy's hard dick and placed it at the port entry of her wet vagina. In a
quick move, she fixed her long legs round Doro's thighs and her palms on
the boy's butt cheeks, pressing them down; the two actions forced the boy's
dick to enter into her soaking wet cave.  She had not been with any boy or
man since they fucked in the forest, more than three years ago, so she
still was like a virgin. Doro felt the wonderful sensation and helped. He
felt a little resistance, but after a second try, he went all the way into
his loved girl's vagina. They did not need much effort; in their young
minds, pictured the final steps of their beautiful rainbow. Their bodies
tensed as washing tabs, stopped breathing as Klara pushed her hips up and
Doro down.  They groaned in delight as stars bust, a choir of cherub sang
in their brains as with a final, triumphant drive he ejaculated a geyser of
white-hot spunk six or seven times deep into Klara's core, completely out
of control, before they slowly came down to earth; their young bodies
glistening with perspiration. They had reached the top of their rainbow as
they had never experienced before. She felt the lovely feeling of the boy's
seeds into her, as mentally she asked the Great Mother to grant her a baby
from her boy. When they recovered, Doro tenderly kissed a peck on Klara's
lips.

	"I love you, my little wife." Klara smiled satisfied and kissed her
boy back.

	"I love you, too; my brave boy."

They resumed their lovemaking until their bodies and spirits were filled of
love; then they drifted to sleep again. Some hours later Lola knocked on
the door; she guessed what had been going on, so she was not surprised when
her sister opened the door, she was near naked. They grinned slyly.

	"How's is father, Lola?"

	I wouldn't have come, sister; but our father still is sleeping and
that concerns me." Doro heard Lola's answer and said:

	"Don't worry Lola, it is natural after so many weeks of suffering;
I'll get dressed and come down." They cleaned and dressed; then hand in
hand, the couple went down. As Lola had said, Cato still was sleeping
quietly. "Girls, you better get something to eat for your father, he must
be hungry. Lola went to the kitchen as Doro placed his hand on the man's
forehead. After some seconds, Cato opened his dark eyes and stared around;
two tears rolled down his wrinkled face.

	"How do you feel, father?" The man grinned, and near naked dragged
out the covers, stood and took Doro and Klara into his strong arms hugging
them.

	"Thanks my children; I feel wonderful, and above all, hungry, very
hungry." They heard Lola's voice; she was approaching carrying a large tray
with food.

	"Can't you wait, father?" They sat down together round a table and
had a huge breakfast. Cato felt very well; however he understood that his
war life had ended. Now it was the time for the young and capable
persons. Then staring at his daughters and Doro, he said:

	"I want to retire and enjoy the rest of my life with all of you and
your children, therefore, Doro and Klara, and later Loa, don't lose your
time, I want many grandchildren round me; I'll take care of all of them."
The Great Mother had heard Klara's prays; she would have a baby the next
summer.

CHAPTER 29

After three months from their arrival, Dart felt what has been hidden into
his being, he loved Linda and wanted to spend his life near his new family;
he had known from his brother that Klara was expecting a baby for the next
July, and he wanted to increase his town's population, too. They were now
in the middle of the winter and he had a lot of work healing sick persons,
especially old ones and children; however, every night the family had
dinner round the warmness of the large fire. One of those nights, at the
end of the meal, he stood and slowly said:

	"Jan, Linda and I have decided to join our lives forever. I never
thought I would meet a girl who would catch my heart. Until some months ago
I thought I was homosexual; but just as I have lived near her, I have
discovered that the Great Mother was keeping her for me. Next spring,
during the equinox and Great Mother's day, we'll celebrate our formal
wedding; meantime, we are together working and learning how to become real
adults; we hope you understand and help us." Jan stood and hugged the boy
and his daughter.

	"Thanks Dart. You are as your father liked you were, honest and a
true man; not many had done what you and your brother did for our country,
so I am very proud of you both.  Welcome to our large family in order you
undertake the task that the great Diviciaco wanted for you." After these
words, all came to hug and congratulate the couple, wishing them all the
best in their future life together. Dart felt something strange because he
had not yet assumed would be separated from his brother forever. After this
Eduo ceremony, hand in hand, Dart and Linda flew upstairs to their bedroom;
and as usual, the boy felt how his dick was tenting his leather trousers.

During these winter months, Marco was very busy visiting villages, towns
and military installations not far from where Kurt/Jan family lived
carrying his science to them; rarely he used his gifted powers, and thus he
instructed the twins. They should use them only in very exceptional and
extreme circumstances, always keeping secret about their actions. His fame
spread even further than the lands of the new Gauls; receiving invitations
to visit all places. He never rejected to go anywhere, promising to go when
the weather improved, because in those months it was rough with much rain
and snow. He felt alone and missed Dart a lot, but the boy was devoted to
his future wife; he felt very happy when he watched them hand in hand going
to the forest searching for medicine herbs. The equinox arrived and Dart,
Linda and his family went to celebrate their wedding to Doro's place; Cato
could not be happier, and the ceremony was a great success, though Klara
was visibly pregnant. The two families spent those days together, and from
there Marco started his trip to the north in order to know Martin, his near
three-years-old son.

Marco spent near two months to reach Kobe's place; his reputation and name
preceded him, so most of the days he was stopped by the people and/or
authorities of the places where he was passing by. Most of the times he
preferred to stay within the local Druid's home, so he could exchange
experiences and news; he missed his boys that had split out to live their
own lives.  Some miles before of what today is Orleans, he watched soldiers
approaching, commanded by a Centurion. When the troop reached him, the
officer dismounted and made the Roman military salute to him, saying:

	"Sir, I'm Quito Caius, at the orders of the general Lucio Casio
Longino, chef in Command of the Mid Gauls; we are escorting you to his
place within our fortress. We have been waiting for you since two weeks
ago. Please, if you don't mind to come with us..." Marco grinned as he
dismounted and hugged the soldier, as only two officers normally did. The
Centurion did not expect this behaviour from a famous man considered in
Rome to be one of the best friends of Julio Caesar. They started walking
dragging their horses from the reins.

	"How is the brave Lucio?" Before the officer could answer, Marco
added. "He's my father's old friend."

	"He's quite well, sir, in spite his age; however circumstances are
keeping him here, despite he wants to retire to his villa in Ostia."

	"I know..." He paused. "In this case, let's hurry up to meet
him. Good friends are rare specimens in these days." They mounted the
horses and rode to the fortress. Just as he was dismounting an old man came
and both went into a hard embrace.

	"Glad to see you, my boy. Where have you been since you left Rome?
Even I did not see you in the parade." As they hugged, Marco noticed the
strong muscles in a slim body for a military man; he knew this General had
always been an active person.

	"Well... the weather had not been very good lately, so I had to
start the trip after the equinox. I could not miss the wedding of two of my
boys, Diviciaco's twins."

	"Yes, I heard about them. Eduos normally get married very soon, on
contrary than Romans do."

	"Well, it is an old custom to start life as soon as possible; they
assume is better to enjoy the present time than wait for the future that
perhaps could be better." They sat down as Marco was introduced to the
General Domicio Calvino, second in command. Marco noticed how the general
Longino felt uncomfortable and imperceptibly rubbed his stomach. After some
time, the second in command left, when Longino started talking about
Marco's father. He thought should not interfere in private subjects.

	"Calvino seems a prudent and educated man, am I right?" Longino
grinned with some sarcasm.

	"Yes; he's a good man and comes from an old family; not as old as
yours or mine, but old enough. Like all second commanders he's eagerly
waiting my retirement... or my death."

	"Sir, you are not old enough to retire or to pass away; still Rome
needs many men like you to complete Julio's task here."

	"Marco, my son; you are being a little hypocrite or feel pity of
me. As far as I know, you are as good physician as your father is, even
better; according what I have heard about you.  Yes, I am ill, though I
don't know the extent. I have inherited from my grandfather many things,
one of them his sickness." Marco was not surprised, since he knew this man
was very frank and honest. He then continued. "In Rome I had your father
near me, but here, except the druids, we don't have a good physician in the
army; of course, I don't trust on any of these priests. Sorry because you
are one of them, but you are a Roman, too." Marco grinned as he stared at
the man.

	"I don't need to explore you to know how you are suffering,
sir. You are like a spread written scroll for me." The general stared back
to Marco understanding, but said nothing. Marco continued: "You feel waves
of pain low under your chest that spreads to the left side, accompanied by
sweat. Am I right?" He did not wait the man to answer and continued. "The
pain is stronger after you have any meal, no matter whether it is abundant
or not." Then the man said sadly in a whisper.

	"Yes, you are right, son." Marco then approached the man and asked.

	"Do you have any person of your absolute confidence, in which we
can trust?"

	"Yes. The officer who met you, Quito Caius is a good boy, son of a
Senator and good friend of mine. He must be outside or not very far away."
The general rang a little bell and he instructed one of his soldiers to
fetch the officer; a few minutes later he was there. Marco then said:

	"Have my things been uploaded to my room?"

	"Yes, sir. I'll show you, though it is not far from here; the
fourth door next to this one."

	"In this case, please, stay here with the General. I'll come back
in a couple of minutes."  Marco stood and disappeared thru the door. The
officer remained near his General; he knew he was sick, but did not know
how sick he was and the extent or kind of his illness. He wanted badly to
help him, but could not do anything unless he was asked; he was his
superior and the discipline had to be kept. Nevertheless he dared to say:

	"Sir, may I help you?" The man stared at the young and capable
officer tenderly; he was to say something as Marco returned; he had heard
the young man question.

	"Quito, I think we can manage; if we need you I promise we'll call
you. Thanks for your help. Please shut the door when you leave, and order
the guardian not to allow anyone in here, unless the General order it." The
officer felt something upset because he was not used to receive orders from
anyone, except from his military superior; therefore he glanced to his
General and Longino, with a light move, confirmed Marco's words. The druid
extracted a little leather pouch from his robe and dropped a little of the
white substance into a pot with water.  The General drank it and two
minutes later he felt a lovely sensation, all pains disappeared.  Marco
then grinned.

	"It is gone, but it'll return; you are not cured. I know what you
have but I need you to answer my questions."

	"Ask what you think it is necessary. I never felt like now, so you
deserve all my confidences." Marco chuckled. "I suppose I am entitled to
know what is going on into my belly.  Your father was not very explicit."

	"After you answer me, I'll tell you what is in my mind on respect
of your tummy. Have you observed the colour your dregs lately?" The man
blushed as a child.

	"Yes I have, and believe me, I was not very comfortable; they are
dark brown and stink madly."

	"I don't need further explanations." Marco paused as the General
was expectant. "You have an old ulcer in your stomach, and now it is
bleeding; that's why you are so slim and that colour is caused by the
bleeding it produces."

	"What do you suggest, physician?" The man asked a little bit
teasingly.

	"You should have taken measures to prevent the bleeding; now I
think it is too late."

	"Yes, you are right; your father warned me about this result. Then
I was young and abused with wine and strong foods... but I am a Roman
soldier... and a soldier must be ready to die in any moment, so I am
ready." The military paused and deeply breathed. "The problem is how to
reach the death without hurting my friends for being a coward; or suffering
these terrible pains. I suppose you know what I mean."

	"Yes I know, but you are not a man of committing suicide or to put
at risk your life unnecessarily."

	"Yes, you are right, my son. I'll wait bearing these pains; or
maybe, I'll request the Great Julio to take me to fight that stupid of
Pompey; perhaps I am lucky and granted with an early end..." Marco felt a
commotion with that brave man's determination.

	"No, Lucio. Still there is something I can do, or at least to try."
The man stared at Marco in surprise, but said nothing. Marco then
continued: "Do you still remember your nephew Flavio? He was my best friend
and..." The General interrupted him.

	"Yes, I loved that little boy with all my heart; it is a long time
now, but I remember what his father explained me; he passed away happily
after you had been with him alone; though you did not give him any
medicine.

	"Yes, that was true; unfortunately I was too young and did not know
how to manage my gifted powers, otherwise he could be here with us. Only I
have used them twice: that day instinctively, and a second time to save the
life of Vercingetorix's son. I knew he was ready to lose everything, except
his son; so I could not refuse and I used those powers."

	"Strangely, someone told me about this in Rome, sorry son, but I
didn't believe it."

	"If you are ready to trust me, Lucio, I can get rid of your
ulcer... but under only one condition." Marco paused in order the military
could ask any question, but he did not. "The condition is: you have to
swear by you honour that you will never release a single word about what I
am going to do here." The man rose and hugged Marco tightly.

	"Thank you my son. You have my word." The man stood and went to the
main door; the sergeant in charge of the guarding approached to the door;
them Lucio said: "I am going to close this door, and unless my visitor or I
open it, under any circumstance it will be open, except in case of a real
danger of death. Am I clear, sergeant?"

	"Very clear sir. I'll inform my officer." Lucio did not answer the
military and close the door slowly, and then returned to where Marco was
waiting. As he reached the room, felt how his stomach grumbled and
instinctively placed his left hand pressing his tummy. Marco watched how
the man arched his body without protesting a single word; his forehead was
covered by sweat.

	"Lucio, we can't lose a single minute. The medicine I gave you
should keep out your pain at least for twelve hours. Please lay on the
couch." He then took a cushion and placed it under the man neck. "Please
try to relax, the pain will be gone within a few minutes, though it may
return later, but I won't give it the chance." Marco proceeded to undress
the man up from his crotch as he was breathing hard." Most likely you will
go into a deep slumber for a few hours, though I'll be here near you, but
also very tired."

	"In that case, now or when you finish, please open the door and
call Quito Caius and tell him the situation is number two. We have agreed
some codes in order not to explain to anybody what he had to do in an
emergency situation; this mean I am not available for some hours, but there
is not any danger."

	"That's good; this is why I always admired the military
organization." The man grinned as he closed the eyes. Marco took off his
robe and his sandals, placing his bare feet on the white marble cold
floor. He knew it was a grave situation and needed not to be disturbed and
all his energy. He missed the boys or a man to whom he could plainly trust
and help him, but none were there. He thought about calling the officer,
but he did not want that publicity; it was essential to keep the secret as
much as possible. He then concentrated, explored the man tummy and placed
his hand over his stomach, starting to pronounce the arcane words kept deep
into his mind. As it happened with Doro, his whole body became transparent
as glass. A flow of power started absorbing the terrible energy contained
in the tumour existing in the military's stomach. Lucio had his eyes near
closed but could watch the first steps of Marco's transformation. After
near half an hour, Marco recovered his normal situation, though he was very
tired and near exhausted; his body needed to sleep; however he had to
inform Quito Caius. He stumbled to the door and opened it, the sergeant
watched him fearing the worst.

	"Can I help you, sir? You look near exhausted." He near grinned.

	"Please, call Quito Caius. I'll wait inside." Five minutes later
the officer entered, his face showed a terrible determination; then watched
his boss lying on the couch peacefully sleeping.  "Caius, situation two; we
need to rest during a few hours. Please look after us and take care no one
disturbs our rest." Saying this Marco fainted; the young officer guessed
what had happened, so took his new friend to the nearby bed and covered him
as he said:

	"Thank you White Druid, for saving this great man." He left the
rooms closing the door behind. "Sergeant, the General and his visitor are
sleeping and very tired." The man thought about the cause of the men's
tiredness, but the officer rubbed his sly smile. "I wish he had what you
are thinking, but you are wrong. You will get a nice surprise tomorrow;
meantime have a good guard." They saluted and the sergeant started
speculating about what had happened within that room.

Early morning the General woke up staring around, he couldn't remember
anything; his mind was empty when he watched Marco hard asleep on the next
room. He tried hard to remember why the White Druid was there, but nothing
came to his mind, except some flashbacks about the young man converted into
glass. What was that? On the other hand, he felt as never before.  He was
to ring the little silver bell when Marco woke up.

	"What are you doing here, boy?" The General asked Marco. He
immediately assumed the General's memory had suffered during the operation,
but that would be temporal; before he could realise he would remember
everything, but then he would not be there; this would be the best.

	"You felt bad, Lucio, and I came to help you. As I can see, we have
succeeded." The General grinned extending his hand to Marco.

	"Thanks Marco for coming; now I recall you were near here and I
sent the head of my guard to fetch you."

	"If you don't mind, Lucio, I must continue my trip; part of my
family is waiting for me and I cannot lose a single minute. I have rested
comfortably, thank to your kindness and am ready to depart. This won't be
the last time we see each other. The Gauls and Rome need you here."  They
were to shake hands, but the General hugged the young man.

	"I wish you all the best with your new family. Ah, I forgot!" He
went to a nearby table and extracted a scroll from a drawer. "Please read
it; I received it yesterday directly from Iberia."  Marco eagerly read the
document signed by Julio Caesar; knowing he would read it, Julio informed
Marco what a wonderful campaign his friends Orus, and especially Keel were
doing.  The traitor's forces had been defeated in the South and he was
advancing to recover the whole Iberia. He thanked Lucio for the news and
said goodbye. Outside, in a passageway, he met Quito Caius; the young
officer was amazed watching the White Druid.

	"Last night you looked as devastated, and now you are as fresh as a
pink rose in spring." Marco grinned for the compliment.

	"Still I am not very old and recover easily. By the way; the
General has lost some of his most recent memory; that's normal and it is
temporal, within a few hours he will recover it.  Please tell him that from
now on, he should have a normal life, but out of that wild life he used to
have." He then extracted a scroll from under his clothes and handed to the
officer. "Please give it to him as soon as he recovers his memory."

	"I'll do Marco; and thanks for what you have done. Your horses are
ready with all your things and little presents for your family. The General
ordered them just in case you decided to leave before you had planned."
They said goodbye; Marco descended to near the castle keep and mounted one
of his two horses, the animal neighed happily receiving his master. It was
near the sunrise, and he wanted to leave the town before the people could
detect his presence in the castle. Some minutes later he was in the middle
of the forests riding northbound, to the land that today we know as
Normandy.

CHAPTER 30

Marco avoided the towns and villages because he knew the people would stop
and delay him; he thought would have time to visit them in the future. Now
his main interest lied on his family.  "How would the little boy be? His
mother was a beautiful woman at the moment he was conceived." He murmured
for himself. Kobe's features had more from his mother than from his father;
as far as he knew, the boy had just turned fifteen, though still his body
had not made the last spurt and he kept his pitchy voice. "I like him and
I'll do anything in order he is happy; thanks to him I have now a son." He
thought. Five days later he visualized the house; it had been changed
adding a new story on top with a few rooms. The farm was not a small one;
now a lot of free lands had been added; especially from those persons who
died fighting during the war and had not any heir. It was mid afternoon
when he approached the house, and before he left the forest could watch
clearly Kobe playing with the little Martin. The little boy's giggles
reached his ears as angel's music; his heart started pounding inside his
chest as he accelerated his approach. Suddenly the boys stopped playing as
they watched the two horses trotting to the large house's porch. Morley,
the children's mother, stood. She had been sat down on a swinging chair,
but before she could react, instinctively the little boy squealed.

	"Daddy, Kobe, it is daddy!!!" Marco quickly dismounted as the de
two yelling boys approached running. Marco did not expect to be recognized,
but he opened his large arms as the little Martin jumped onto his chest,
placing his little white arms round his neck kissing his father. Kobe
hugged Marco round the waist as he felt how Marco's free hand rubbed his
boy's silky hair; Marco pressed the young lad to him. In that moment as
they reached the porch, he placed the little boy on the floor as the woman
and man went into an embrace as their lips joined in a love kiss.

They broke the kiss and the woman placed her left arm round the White
Druid's waist. Staring at a black servant she gave an order and he took the
horses away to the stables. Marco sat down and immediately little Martin
jumped on his lap and Kobe on the arm chair near him. The still young woman
sat down in front of him as the little boy started making many questions to
his father. Marco wanted to reassure Kobe his love in order he could never
felt ignored or dejected; he wanted Kobe to be his real son, too.

	"Kobe, above all, I must thank you very much for saving your mother
and your brother. I will always be in debt to you for your braveness and
determination." Kobe felt the emotion inside his heart, because as he had
always thought, Marco was more than a great druid, he was a great man and
his father. He hugged him as his tears dribbled along his smooth cheeks.

	"I love you, dad; I love you very much." The little boy also felt
his brother's emotions as he also said:

	"I love you, too, daddy and Kobe." Their mother then said:

	"We all love him and he loves us. Let's go inside; dad had made a
large run to be here with us. We'll have time to tell him all what we need
and want." Later that day, he gave his family the presents he had brought
for them; toys for the little cherub and many dresses and jewels for the
woman. A special present for Kobe from Kist: the armour that Vercingetorix
had given him. Kobe could not keep his emotions back recalling his best
ever friend. Marco then extracted a roll of scrolls containing most of the
works related to Aristotle and Plato. He could not believe what he had in
his hands.

	"Thanks father, nobody has ever understood me like you; it is not
strange that you are called the Great Druid." His mother embraced her son
tenderly.

	"Yes, my son. He is the kind of father that I wanted for you.

EPILOGUE ---------------- Yes, the still young lady was right. She had been
forced to marry Kobe's father when she had just turned fourteen; keeping
her away from her wish to build up the family she had always dreamed about,
based on love and not on the force or political conveniences. She was not
an exception; many women were subject of these agreements, though Greece
and Rome apparently did not share it.

Some time later, her family came to render her their support, and to amend
the erroneous decision that her father had taken sixteen years ago. Marco
and Morley married some time afterwards and have a few more children
besides Martin. Kobe became Marco's son, demonstrating his efficiency and
intelligence, though he never married any girl. He loved his brother Martin
dearly and the little boy paid him back until he got married when he was
eighteen years old. Ten centuries later, year 1066, one of Martin's
descendants, Williams of Normandy, defeated King Harold in the battle of
Hastings, thus becoming King of England.

Keel continued as Julio's assistant, though two years later, he started
taking part directly in the fights against all Rome's enemies commanding a
Century at the orders Orus. Just one year before Marco Brute and his
friends killed Julio Caesar, he was appointed Tribune of the People in The
Gauls; the youngest Tribune so far. He had married Lola, and after four
years of being Tribune, he left the Army and went to run his own business
near Kurt.

Orus Flavio Acquittal, as he was called in Rome, was faithful to Julio even
after his death. Since he spoke Egyptian he fought the Egyptian army until
the Romans imposed their law in that vast country. During all these years
became Julio's right hand in the shadow; and when he was killed, Orus
helped Antonio and August to find and punish Marco Brute and his
friends. He said to them he wanted to retire to The Gauls where his family
was; however August rewarded him with the military command of the South
Gauls that included all Eduos and Secuanos lands.  Later on, this territory
would be called Aquitania. He had married Angela, (Kurt's elder daughter)
and they had a litter of brown skinned children. He loved his Egyptians, as
he used to call his children, though Angela did not like this, but she was
in love with her husband.

Vercingetorix never returned to The Gauls; he died six years after his
arrival to Rome. His son had had an accident falling from a horse the
previous year, passing away afterwards, apparently due to the wounds caused
by the fall. According to Kist, and beyond any doubt, it was not an
accident, but a consequence of his old brain tumour, though he never
recovered his conscience.

THE END.