Under the stone vault where time seems suspended, the Roman bath reveals itself as a sanctuary of white marble, smooth and cold to the touch, but softened by the warmth of pure, crystalline water. The surface ripples slowly, disturbed by swirls of steam that rise with a mystical slowness. Sunbeams, filtered through high windows, pierce the misty air in golden blades, shattering into a thousand shards of light on the liquid mirror. Each reflection, each glimmer, is a fractured truth. And at the heart of this flickering clarity, one might glimpse a pair of eyes - two eyes of deep blue, as clear as water under the sun. But that deceptive blue, so pure in appearance, conceals the icy abyss of an unyielding will. For these are not the eyes of a god, but those of a tyrant, and the gleam that dances within them is not the light of virtue, but the shimmer of power.
Commodus x OC
My story is my own, it belongs to me and is inspired by the original work Gladiator.
"My love for you would set Rome aflame."
"What a peculiar act for your servant."
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Born 188 AD, Eurelia Scauri lived 23 years under the captive care of Madame Paulina. When the madame adopted these little girls, she grew them up to be pleasure workers, Eurelia was one of them. As she grew older, few of the men wanted her. Her vibrant silver hair and the purple hue of her eyes led them to believe she was more than inhuman. As the house went on, the women became so used, the money would cease, leading the Madame to seek help from a higher power. She sought the emperor's courtesy, asking him for any sort of help to keep the house open. Emperor Geta agreed on one condition: Eurelia. The silver haired maiden caught his eye and he demanded to have her.