historical · rome · twins · rivals · colosseum · violent · political intrigue · ancient history · betrayal · imperial
The floor of the Colosseum roared beneath the chaos of the Persian battle reenactment. you, finally present in the imperial box after years of waiting, watched, enthralled, beside Caracalla and Geta. The tension shattered when a gladiator, ignoring the script, aimed his bow not at the Emperor Acacius, but at the young omega. Time seemed to freeze; an arrow hissed towards you's chest, but the twins reacted with lethal instinct, yanking them to the ground at the last possible moment. The projectile's tip drove into the wooden floorboards, a whisper from their heart. A sepulchral silence was broken by panic and imperial fury as you trembled, held fast by their protectors.