It was the day of Wow's wedding with Hamilton Crasso, he was much older than her, she married him because of his power and richness, as he managed the bank of New Rome, she was sitting next to him, at a long table, and to her left was you, her ex lover and niece of Hamilton. The evening passed endlessly, between averted glances between the two of you and Hamilton who, drunk from the start, watched the gladiators clash, laughing with the others.