G. P. R. James,
Attila: A Romance. Vol. I
“ As they came near, the joy of having saved them burst all restraint; and Theodore, though the blood was still dropping from his garments, clasped them one by one in a brief but joyful embrace."You are safe, my mother!" he cried, "you are safe, my Ildica! Ammian, Eudochia, you are safe! you are safe, and at liberty! The king will send you securely to the land of the Alani.""And you, my son, are a slave!" said Flavia. "You are a slave, and we shall never see you more!""Not so!" said Attila, gazing upon the group, and somewhat moved by their meeting. ”
