![]() Chintila, with his curls of light beard, was already gambling, wearing a bear’s pelt as the great King Alaric of old, while cup-bearers brought him wine, gambling on two fighting combatants with falchions, glorified meat cleavers, fighting in full armor with extra protection on their arms in the center of the palace, which had just earlier served as a church. To be young meant responsibilities could be delayed, procrastinated even, I thought of some shame that the fates had willed great power on me early. Cniva’s boys Athanagild, Vithericus, and Geberic, and his daughter Geiserith danced with the partners they had found to spend the evening with. Empty goblets and snuffed candles, now the torches shone orange on our revelry. We had all eaten our fill after the ceremony. The trident of the House of Cniva, the Draco of the House of Theoderic, the Scales of my House, patented after Filimer the High Judge, and the black bolted bow of the House of Trapstilicus, now ruled by Marius and his daughter, two Romans.Ī great mutton of lamb sat on the table before us, garnished and seasoned with mint and onions. The green gown of my wife, as earthly as my pride that grew within her. The finest attire, stains of wine nothing to the purple dye mined from the shellfish of the Mare Africum. The refounding of Salona, and the fine wines that came from it's fertile soil was a wedding present to the Domitian line that would be continued by our fair Queen, the retaking of the most powerful port on the coast of Illyricum and with it, the ruins of Domitian’s palace, which would be rebuilt. ![]() ![]() I would accommodate the Vicar with whatever he needed, stationed in Sirmium, until power could be transferred to Illyria, but Chintila had told me to keep him manageable. The vineyards near Domitian's palace had produced a fresh vintage and it had been brought to Rome in time for the wedding. The Vicar of the east was there, deformed Visimar, and my dux, Ermanaric, who was now in control in the south of the peninsula after I had departed to re-found Salona on the Adriatic coast in Illyria, in the tradition of our late lord’s father, and the great-grandfather of the King. At the wedding of King Chintila to the Queen Theodora in Rome they praised me as he called Vandalarius. ![]()
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