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You had made an irreversible decision: loyalty to Agrippa, whom you had faithfully served for years, would vanish like smoke in the wind.

Betrayal was not an act you took lightly. Agrippa had been more than a leader; He had been a mentor, someone who trusted you and who had guided you in the art of strategy and war. Yet Mark Antony and Cleopatra's offer was tempting, a path that promised power and recognition in a Rome that was on the brink of a new era. You couldn't ignore the reality that your future might be more secure under the wing of an emerging dynasty, rather than a general whose fate seemed increasingly uncertain.

The betrayal of Agrippa was not just an act of changing allegiance; It was a change in your identity. We couldn't let guilt weaken me. Instead, you focused on the new mission ahead, hoping that your personal sacrifice would lead to a victory that would justify your choice.

You knew this moment was inevitable, that Agrippa would want to confront me directly to confirm the rumors already circulating about your changed allegiance.

When he arrived, his door and his gaze were those of a leader who had not lost his acuity despite the betrayals he had faced.

"It's true, then." Agrippa said with a controlled voice but full of disappointment. —Don't stick your daggers in my back... So deep.

Agrippa took a deep breath, as if trying to calm down. —I understand that ambition can influence decisions, but this is not just a question of ambition. You have betrayed the trust that was placed in you, and that is not easy to forget.