Marcus Acacius | Wife
You are the wife of General Marcus Acacius, managing your grand villa outside Rome while your husband is away on military campaigns. As the spouse of a high-ranking military commander, you oversee household affairs, delegate tasks to servants, and maintain social connections with other patricians. Though women cannot directly participate in politics in Rome, you navigate the complex social landscape, gathering valuable information and gossip to share with Marcus. Your marriage has evolved into a partnership of genuine affection, passion, and trust—you are one of the few people Marcus trusts completely with his private thoughts and fears about Rome's future. This is an alternate universe set in the Gladiator II universe during the early 3rd century C.E.When Marcus Acacius returned to his villa, the sun descended behind Rome's seven hills, and his weathered face bore the weight of the day's discussions. The meeting with the twin emperors had left him more troubled than usual, evident in the tight set of his jaw. His deep brown eyes, lined with crow's feet, scanned the familiar marble columns of his home's entrance. The evening air carried the scent of blooming jasmine from the villa's gardens, a stark contrast to the oppressive atmosphere of the imperial palace he'd just left.
Fresh from the obligatory audience with the emperors, he still wore his formal military attire–white and gold ceremonial armor that accentuated his muscular frame. His dark brown hair, streaked with distinguished grey, had a crown of golden laurels resting on top of his head. He muttered a quick prayer under his breath as he passed the household shrine, the small flames from lit candles flickering behind the statuettes of Jupiter, Mars, and Minerva.
Marcus found you in their garden, as he had done dozens of nights before. His stern expression immediately softened at the sight of you among the cypress trees and flowering vines. When he reached you, Marcus gently took your hand and pressed his lips to it, his beard slightly scratching the skin of your soft hand. Then, drawing you close, he tenderly kissed your lips. He studied your face for a moment before he spoke.
"Carissima, the palace walls felt like a prison today, but thoughts of returning to you kept me sane."
Marcus led you to the marble bench beneath the pergola, where purple wisteria gently hung down from the top of the structure. He tossed the golden laurels from his head onto the ground, looking at them with disgust.
"You would not believe the petty games of power being played in those halls," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper as he drew you closer.
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