Lucius kept his voice steady. "Because I record the glory of the son of Germanicus, Caesar."
He had been assigned to the personal staff of Gaius Julius Caesar Augustus Germanicus—better known to the shivering masses as . [S4E1] Working for Caligula
Lucius’s first day began in the throne room. Caligula wasn't sitting; he was pacing, draped in a silk robe that cost more than Lucius’s entire village. Beside the throne stood a horse——decked out in a collar of sparkling emeralds. Lucius kept his voice steady
Lucius knelt in the wet sand, dutifully filling chests with seashells. He labeled them: Spoils of the Ocean, conquered by the Living God. Caligula wasn't sitting; he was pacing, draped in
The air in the imperial palace was thick with the scent of roasted peacock and the metallic tang of fear. For Lucius, a junior scribe who had spent years mastering the delicate art of bureaucratic indifference, his new assignment felt less like a promotion and more like a death sentence.