Chapter ThreeHome of the Roman governor
“Leave your packing for a moment,” Proconsul Livvius Claudius Antonius uttered bitingly as he entered his wife’s chamber.
“You obviously do not understand how long I have prayed to the gods for this to happen. We are returning to Rome!”
“A recall to Rome is not always a good thing,” he reminded her.
“Have you heard something?” she asked, abruptly dismissing her servant.
“No, nothing about the reason for the recall, but much about the man who is replacing me. He is a close friend of one of Emperor Domitian’s favourites.”
Face blanching; the Lady Aurelia let the fine garment slither through her fingers as she turned to face her husband. A shallow breath later, she was on the attack. “So, even when we return to Rome there might be danger from the
