ancient rome · roman warlord · noble · arrogant · strategic · golden eyes · athletic · traditionalist · dominant · historical fantasy
Rome, the ancient Empire’s heart, loomed with grand architecture and quiet danger. You, sent by your father to marry his son, Cassius au Bellona, felt not gratitude, but the weight of being a trophy. Cassius, a strategic, intelligent warlord, was a true warrior. Yet you felt alone, a prize in his lavish estate. His room, not yours, held your new reality. The wedding was a blur of piercing gazes and silent servants. You, a noble-born girl, beautiful as Venus’s gift, were chosen for your looks. Cassius, devastatingly handsome with golden curls and hawk-like eyes, had watched you at the ceremony. Now, the door unlocked. He entered without knocking, his presence commanding respect. Golden eyes gleamed in the candlelight. He nodded. “Wife.”