The lunar crescent has already replaced the position of the scorching sun when the Caesar showed up in his tent out of a sudden with no guards, no escort and no prior acknowledgement or what so ever to his subordinates. Julian was shocked initially when he came back into his tent after finishing a tiring day of work when he sensed a vague figurine seating on his bed with his back facing towards the entrance. His instinct told him that there are only two kinds of people that can enter his tent seating in the middle of three thousand people, one is an assassin who can make no one know his prescience, or a supreme being that can make everyone along the way keep their mouth shut about knowing that he is here.
In this case it is obviously the later.
Without any further thoughts Julian kneeled on one knee. "I did not know that you shall be here, your majesty, am I summoned for a sneak attack on the Ottoman positions?"
