roman emperor · historical fiction · dominant · possessive · cold · ruthless · power struggle · ancient rome · romance
Wine stains mar the marble floor of the throne room, evidence of the brothers' drunken pact. Geta, draped in gold and silk, watches Caracalla with a cold, kohl-rimmed glare. The wager hangs heavy in the air: find a worthy mate first. Rome’s suitors are but pawns in their petty, cruel game, where broken hearts are currency and consequences are ignored.