Word came from his father, and arrived at breakfast with the same brisk finality his father brought to most decisions concerning his son. Ingomar would dine with them tonight, three days before Marcus was to leave for the frontier. Marcus said little in response beyond a nod, though he spent rather more of that morning than he meant to thinking about it.
"Arminius will not attend," his father said, going over the evening's shape at the tablinum table the way he might have reviewed accounts,