And now, a Christmas fic for ... myself, I guess? I have been wanting to write this little sketch for a couple months now, and have done it now to celebrate the impending second season! With ... angst. OH DEAR GOD WHAT WILL THIS SHOW BE WITHOUT MY BELOVED GRUMPY FOUL-MOUTHED SCOTTISH-BROGUED BATIATUS. (Answer: still full of awesome people, but. Still!)
that will put her heart out like an only eye - Spartacus ; Batiatus/Lucretia ; 450 words ; spoilers for all aired episodes. Lucretia in her moment of not-quite-dying.
( With your loss, my reason for breath would surely follow. )
that will put her heart out like an only eye - Spartacus ; Batiatus/Lucretia ; 450 words ; spoilers for all aired episodes. Lucretia in her moment of not-quite-dying.
( With your loss, my reason for breath would surely follow. )