"What...?" You opened your mouth to talk, but then you felt him grab you by the wrists and pull you closer.

His curly, short hair fell gently on his forehead. His green eyes were blurred and wide open, he looked at you with visible tension and nervousness.

"I love you." He finally mumbles. His jaw is tense. "Ever since I saw you, ever since I heard you. I’ve always loved you."

This was not possible. He was a Roman general, he was too important.

"Why don’t you understand?" He seemed tired.