Julian felt his lip begin to tremble for the great emotion that welled up in him but, determined as ever, and strengthened by the purity of the season, he held fast.
“I say, the Gods bless this season and all that goes along with it. They know my heart and intent are as pure as Vesta’s light in this, Uncle. Can the same be said of your own heart and life?”
“Get out of my domus now.”
“I’m not finished. The main reason for my coming here was to invite you to a banquet at our home on the Caelian Hill tomorrow. As ever, I reserve the lectus medius for you.”
Catus actually laughed, but not in an amused manner. Rather, it was the sort of laugh that darkened the room, if such was possible in that place.
“A banquet? I think not!” He pointed his stylus at Julian. “Why did you ever marry that E
