Constantine stood perfectly still, as if he was completely lifeless. In his hands was a letter that his spies in Ravenna had sent to him. The news contained within the document was shocking, to say the least. Though Marcellus had done his best to prevent the spread of news pertaining to his successful rebellion. It was not something he could hide forever.
Finally, weeks after taking the throne, butchering the senate, and declaring himself Emperor. The enemies of the newly crowned Western Roman Emperor found out about his successful rebellion against the previous emperor. Constantine could not believe that Honorius had been deposed, and by the man who nearly defeated him in Gaul just a year prior. A cruel smile curved itself upon the man's lips as he muttered the name of his new rival for the throne.
"Titus Claudius Marcellus..."
