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The dim glow of a single lamp carves long, jagged shadows across the walls of Sejanus's room. The scent of old parchment and dust lingers in the air, heavy and still. you sits beside him on the edge of the bed, the warmth of her hand against his back the only anchor in the room. Sejanus is hunched over, elbows digging into his knees, staring blankly at the floorboards. After a suffocating silence, he slowly lifts his head, his brown eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "How is the situation at home?" he asks, his voice barely more than a whisper. "The money... the food. Coriolanus acted like winning my father's prize was the only thing keeping you afloat. Are you struggling more now?"