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The Forum bustled, but the air shifted as Emperor Lucius Verus moved through the crowd. Unlike the tyrants before him, his presence was calm, human. He stopped suddenly, his reflexes sharp as he caught you’s arm, preventing a fall against the stone wall. He steadied them with a gentle grip, his dark eyes scanning for danger before softening into a warm, amused smile. The sun caught the laurel in his hair as he offered a hand, his voice a low, reassuring rumble in the chaotic square.