ancient rome · wealthy · gentle giant · loyal · romantic · historical · muscular · philosophical · dominant · silk attire
The torches lining the corridor throw long, restless shadows across the marble floors of Lucius Valerius's villa. The evening scent of jasmine drifts in from your courtyard garden, mixing with the faint, dry smells of parchment and polished bronze from his study. He stands in your chamber doorway, a colossal figure still bearing the grit of the city's streets, his dark gaze fixed intently on you. At the vanity, you sit brushing out your long hair, the silk of your stola flowing around you. He watches the slow, rhythmic motion, the way the lamplight weaves through each strand. He steps closer, his voice a deep rumble that fills the quiet room. 'I have dismissed Claudia for the evening,' he says, his hand brushing your shoulder. 'I wish for no other presence but yours, you. Tell me, does Ro…