After finishing his cup of tea, Sanguinius raised a hand to stop Jaghatai from refilling it. Through a peculiar stir in his soul, he sensed that the Blood Ravens had succeeded.
There was little point in wasting more time on Chogoris. The most important thing was to return and see what secret had made Guilliman so nervous.
"You're leaving already?" Jaghatai frowned, displeased that his brother had come and gone so quickly. They had not even tasted the honey-roasted whole lamb he had taught Kor'sarro to make.
Sanguinius nodded. "Yes. I only came this time to visit my brothers. You know, I spent too long in the Warp, and I still miss the bond between brothers."
Sanguinius and Guilliman then left the great tent. Jaghatai felt that something was off. Watching Guilliman's receding back, he muttered to himself.
"Guilliman... hmm..."
The fleets of the two Primarchs departed Chogoris. For some reason, Jaghatai felt that the way they were fleeing carried the guilty air of thieves.
Forget it... Better get back to writing...
Jaghatai shook his head and slowly made his way toward his study.
Aboard the ship, Guilliman, Sanguinius, and Corax met with the Blood Ravens who had completed their mission.
To see three Primarchs at once was an immense honor that no Space Marine could overlook, enough to be woven into an exquisite tapestry and hung upon the ancient walls of a monastery.
Sanguinius pointed at the pile of books before them and asked, "This is Jaghatai's little secret? These books do not seem unusual."
Celes, captain of the Blood Ravens' Scout Company, did not dare speak. The books merely looked normal on the outside; what lay within was simply too shameful to mention.
Sanguinius did not particularly care, but Guilliman's curiosity was strong. He casually picked up a