now even in this silence there's a thunder

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The Eagle of the Ninth

Aedificāre by opalmatrix
Really lovely story of Marcus, Esca, and Cottia setting up their little farm after the end of the book.

No More Mine Than Yours by lolafeist
Cottia, as always, seemed to be able to read his mind. She strode right up to him, breasts pushed out, shoulders back in her warrior stance. "It's my right to see, if I want. There's no shame in what you do. What if I like it? I can like it, you know."

Marcus took a slow breath. "You're free to… enjoy… what you will," he said, cringing because nothing in his life had prepared him for Cottia and the types of conversations Cottia managed to edge him into all the time.

With Esca, things were silent. And maybe they said more, but they said it without words. Cottia had plenty of words, and many opinions, and slender convincing fingers and soft indulgent places and she entirely complicated everything. Fierce and hot Marcus/Esca/Cottia. Exactly how I like to imagine their life after the end of the book.

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