Greetings everyone! Today’s been a busy day! I’ve gotten many of the Kickstarter Orders packaged, and the envelopes addressed! Plus I’ve been able to sneak in some writing on Steel Praetorian. So all is well in the world.
Current Writing for Steel Praetorian: 24, 544 – I’m a bit behind, but still making good progress!
Remember! Preorders of Iron Tribune are available on Amazon – Help me send it to the top 100 in the Alternate History and Steampunk categories by grabbing yours today! You can also nab a copy through Smashwords. If you’re curious about what’s going on in Iron Tribune, there’s still time to buy and read Antioch Burns, my novella about the events leading to Iron Tribune.
When they arrived, the Governor was seated on his chair of state, the high back carved and enameled with the Roman Eagle clutching the Laurel Crown. He watched them as they came in, not examining them, but rather considering them. It’s like a bad joke – A crippled senator, an old spy, and a failed bodyguard walk into a throneroom and… Unbidden, a brief smile came to his lips.
Slowly, they walked down the length of the room. It was medium side, holding nothing to any of the Imperial Palaces of Rome, nor even the smaller imperial manors or villas that dotted much of the Italian countryside. But still, it held an air of authority. Civic guards stood at attention down either side of the room, long spears and oval scuta held stiffly. Their eyes watched the visitors carefully, for they were not the only ones. Besides the Garvus and his companions, at least three score members of the city were there, mostly merchants and traders by the looks of it, but at least some held the bearing of nobles. The governor waited as the chamberlain clapped his hands for silence.
As always, remember to sign up for my Book Release Party! on November 27th from 12 noon to 3 pm. It’s free! It’s fun! It’s online, and it’s only for a few hours, so it’s not like you’ll be wasting away all day! Plus, you’ll probably need time to recover from all that Turkey you ate on Thanksgiving, and what better way than by exercising (your brain) with me!
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