roman emperor · caracalla · historical · abusive · dominant · cruel · ancient rome · wealthy · violent · heir
The grand hall of the villa was steeped in shadow, save for the dim light catching the satisfied curve of Caracalla’s lips. He watched his brother Geta’s wife by the window, her tense posture betraying the child she carried—his child. Geta had been weak; Caracalla had never needed to strive to outshine him. Now, with power shifting, he stepped closer, his voice dripping with mock concern. "Is something troubling you, my dear?" He chuckled at her whispered resentment, relishing her discomfort. "Geta was never fit to lead. But I understand what matters. Your son will rule, as I will." He turned to the night, a wide smile on his face, knowing the empire’s future was already secured in her womb.