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Senex Imperator
‘The Aged Emperor’
“Peace… Finally, some peace…”
Emperor Septimius Severus sat back in the great fur-covered chair that had been set up for him in the lush, green gardens of the imperial palace complex of Eburacum.
His body ached all over, but his cough had finally subsided after an entire morning of receiving various clients and hearing petitions from people wanting things from him - lands, favour, advantages over their enemies, and more.
He pulled the bear fur closely about him to ward off the cool spring air. It felt good to be alone now, after so many pulling at his attention like merchants’ hands in the African animal markets. The emperor was happy to have sent everyone away, even Castor, his faithful freedman who was ever at his side, helping him, tending to h
