Scene 5.3.1
The General’s tent
“It will be
done.” Coriolanus spoke up before he retired to his seat at the side of the
tent. “We will be before the walls of Rome tomorrow.”
Before
Coriolanus was the High Command of the Volsces army; no one were beneath the
rank of Colonel and with a few of the Generals. They were all discussing their
next stage of the battles. The forces were making progress with rapid insertion
in the Roman lands. They had created a stalemate in the armors of the Roman
when the supply lines from the flanks were cut off or destroyed. Without the
essential power cells, the tanks and armored vehicles were grounded. With the
armored at a standstill, the sneak attacks soon reduced them to scraps or
remove the crews. With that, the war with Rome was almost coming to an end.
“You must report
this to the Senators. We are ahead of schedule.” Coriolanus spoke to Audifius.
“You must say how plainly I have borne this war.”
Coriolanus
adjusted his seat; the high back chair was made from woods, but it lacked the
design that crafted comfort into it, they left out the cushions on his. The
staff had furnished the tent with the others with the low back chairs with
padded cushions. The middle of the tent housed the long table covered with the
maps and markers to note the army positions. Most of the Volsces markers are
laid in Roman’ lands. On the sides of the tent were two tables lined with food
and drinks. Audifius was seated to the left side with the Generals. He heard
Coriolanus request. He put up a smile. The ex-hero of Rome was clearly a better
strategist than him. What had concerned him was the old man they met outside
the perimeter. Clearly, he was an old friend, and whispers had been passed
between them.
“You
have respect so stopped your ears from the Romans; never admitted a private
whisper, not with such friends that them sure of you.” Audifius replied in a
cautionary tone to Coriolanus. The later smiled on listening to Audifius.
“That
old man? Whom I have sent back to Rome. He loved me indeed. Their last refuge
was to send him; whose old love I have; though I showed sourly to him just
then. Will I lend ear to? Ha! I will…” Coriolanus was interrupted by the
shouting outside the tent. Nevertheless he raised his voice to said; “Shall I
be tempted to infringe on my vow to you? Nay, I will not.”
“Shattered
my thoughts those noise. Send them in whoever awaits outside.” Coriolanus
called out to the guards outside. The ones led in were never was in his
thoughts then.
“Mother,
Virgilia, my son?” Coriolanus stood up when he saw his family. He was enraged
that Menenius would have done such an act. “I will kill the old bastard…”
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