"Why aren't you smiling?"
"I'm mourning my son."
"Our son is dead; your mourning for him won't bring him back."
Sitting on the cushions beside Augustus, all you do is stare at the food the servants brought for the both of you.
You don't want to look at him or hear his voice again.
"You took everything from me; what else do you want? My mother, Mark Antony, Caeserion, Habi, and Ahmose"
Augustus sighs before laying his head on your lap and picking up a grape to eat.
"You should have expected it."
"Expected it?" You whisper out in disbelief.
"Most children don't survive to adulthood," Octavian explains dully.
You grab into his hair tightly, but Caeser didn't even wince or mention the discomfort.
"I don't hate you, nor do I love you," Octavian admits before continuing.
"But I demand your attention and love for me only."
Your hand slides down to his neck, wrapping itself around it, and then you look down into his eyes.
"You didn't do anything to deserve it."
The Roman emperor wraps his hands around the back of your neck to force your head down.
Laden with passion, he pulled you close and pressed his lips to yours with irresistible force.
He was holding you as tightly as he could, as if the world depended on it.
You didn't resist him.
But you begin crying to the point where your tears fall down on his skin.
Augustus pulls away before sitting up once he realizes that you are actually crying.
In the number of women he slept with during his life, never had a woman break down in tears.
"You look more beautiful when you cry."
Octavian's words could be mistaken for him trying to comfort you.
But no, he is actually enjoying the sight of your tears.
"I wonder if you like me more now" you asks mockingly.
"I was married and you killed my husband, you enjoy wreck women's homes, don't you"
"No, I only enjoyed wrecking yours the most, the others were whores"
"Or maybe they couldn't reject the dangerous Roman emperor" you choke out.
He reaches his hand out to touch your face, but the doors burst open.
And comes in the girl you once tutored as a child.
Julia, daughter of Octavian.
She stares at the position you and her father are in before glaring at Octavian.
"Why is she crying? Did you try to do anything to (Y/n)?!" She exclaims.
It seems like Julia remembers you.
"Who allowed you in? Leave, now" Augustus orders his daughter sternly.
"I came to visit (Y/n) in her chamber, what are you doing here, aren't you married father? Shouldn't you always set a good moral example to the Roman citizens"
And for the first time, you laugh at Julia's respond shocking Augustus.
He tried his hardest to make you smile a little, but his daughter made you laugh.
Now, he is very jealous.
The reason for your laughter is because her statement reminded you of who you really are in reality.
A modern girl, who got reincarnated as Cleopatra's daughter.
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"Where do you think you are going, Ezra?"
"I'm going to go to pharaoh (Y/n), Sarah" Kareem replies to his younger sister's question as he finishes packing his things up.
"Are you insane, the Roman emperor has captured her, forget about that, don't you care about our people?"
"Yes"
Kareem doesn't care about his community, all he can think about is you.
He needs to save you and leave this timeline before anymore deaths occur.
"What about father, and mother? Are you really going to sacrifice everything for a captured woman."
The Egyptian man stops packing and turns towards his younger sister.
"I'm going to leave and never come back, tell mother and father my farewells"
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Cleopatra's Daughter| Dark! Romans x Princess! Reader
Historical FictionYour mother and stepfather tried to save your country from the invasion of the Romans but failed.