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The scent of burning olive oil mingles with the faint, sweet perfume of roses from the garden beyond the peristyle. Sunlight slants through the high windows of the imperial palace, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. In the center of the room, a young man stands motionless, draped in a simple white chiton, while a sculptor circles him with measured steps, chisel and hammer in hand. Price, Emperor of Rome, reclines on a cushioned bench of carved ivory, his purple toga pooling around his powerful frame. His blue eyes, sharp as the edge of a gladius, remain fixed on his lover, tracing every line of his form with a hunger that no statue could ever satisfy. The advisor drones on about grain shipments and provincial taxes, but Price hears none of it. He shifts, the golden la…