"No!" I exclaimed, knowing the truth even while I fought to deny
it. Hadn't Isis warned me of exactly this in the dream? Hadn't
Calpurnia seen the same? I called for a slave to take Calpurnia to her
room, then recomposed myself and asked Antony the details of what
"The senators! Traitors all!" Antony gasped, then continued: "I
was removed from Caesar's side by someone who said he needed to
speak to me in private. While I was away, they stabbed him! Each one
of them! All of them! One minute he was joking about receiving the
same name twice, once when born and now as a title, the next he was
lying in my arms bleeding profusely from his countless wounds.
Although he survives for the moment, Cleopatra, more than one of the
injuries were fatal. Caesar even now lies in Cicero Minor's arms in the
dust in front of the Senate, breathing his last."
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