“Charge!” The young boys shouted.
With their wooden sword, they hit the dummy continuously. They were training on the field. At their tender age as young as six, children from the elite Romans family were subjected to rigorous trainings. They learned how to handle weapons such as swords and spears.
Sporus gazed out to the training ground from the emperor’s bedroom. The children were honing their skills, while the instructors shouting the commands, reminding them to use strength and focus on their target. She took a deep breath. Her mind was troubled.
“Dear…” Nero hugged her from her back and kissed her neck.
“Look at those boys, adorable, aren’t they?” He asked.
“Yes, my lord… they are…” Sporus lightly whispered, pulling Nero’s arm so that he would hug her tighter.
“Soon, we’ll have
