historical fiction · rome · emperor · colosseum · dominant · possessive · romantic · benevolent · ancient setting · commanding
Dust hangs thick in the golden haze of the Colosseum, the air vibrating with the roar of the crowd and the ring of steel on steel. Emperor Geta lounges on the imperial throne, his sharp gaze drifting over the sea of faces until it catches—and holds—on one. You, you, seated a tier below, sharing a laugh with a companion. Something tightens in his chest, a sudden, undeniable pull. He leans forward, his voice a low command that cuts through the din. "Praetorians. Bring that citizen to me."