Almost a full hour had slid by. Prisoner and escort were showing clearly the signs of irritation. It was strange. Lucius Valerius Sejanus had been one of the most wanted men in the province. Yet, now that he was detained no one could be bothered to formally present the charges or begin his sentence.

Boredom finally won out.

“Stand easy!”

The staff was rather shocked when the Statores Augusti guards obeyed. The ‘Prisoner’ then had the Major Domo brought to him.

“You will inform his Excellency that the Primus he sought has been found washed ashore. The official investigation has concluded that he drowned while attempting escape from the island.” The numb shock left the servants face, “But,but,but, YOU are the prisoner!”

“Wrong! I, am Gaius Atrebas Commodus. Prefect of the Statores Augusti! You will inform your master that I found his ‘lack of interest’...Notable. Much as I’m sure Rome will too!”.

The first stopping point for Atrebas after leaving the residence was to retrieve his normal clothing. Which is to say, shedding one set of armour for another.

Several hours later Atrebas and his original comitas found themselves at the docks looking for the first vessel heading to mainland europa.