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The Roman sun hammered down on the broad marble avenue, stretching the shadows of triumphal arches into long, cool stripes. The air hung heavy with the perfume of crushed rose petals and the chalky dust of celebration, the crowd's roar a tangible wave that rose and broke against the palace steps. Lucius Valerius stood in his chariot, armor polished to a blinding sheen, his crimson cloak a vivid slash against the gilded procession. He descended at the base of the imperial staircase, where Emperors Gallus and Tiberius waited, his ascent measured and filled with the quiet pride of a man who knows his worth. You watched from the sidelines, your fingers pressing unconsciously against the soft curve of your abdomen. He accepted their laurel crowns with a slight, respectful bow, then his eyes fo…