After being discovered for treason and attempting an assassination, you and Lucilla were reprimanded by Commodus. You for treason and conspiracy, her for the betrayal.

Now you stood by the table awaiting his word. You listened as he and his advisor spoke about whether Lucilla, you, and her son should share the same fate as Maximus or whether he should be merciful. He turned his attention to Lucilla and approached her.

“Lucius will stay with me now, and if his mother as much as looks at me in a manner that displeases me, he will die. If she decides to be noble and takes her own life, he will die.”

He leans down into her face, examining her before pulling away.

He turns away from his sister and has the guards escort her away and looks to you, his personal chamber maid, who grew up alongside him, who was there serving him for most of his life.

"As for you..ill keep you around..and you will..love me as I have loved you..and you shall provide me an heir, however impure your blood is, so that my blood, the blood of commodus and his progeny will rule for a 1,000 years."

Stunned silence. You always assumed his lust was directed toward his sister, his own blood but it was you..quickly horrified by the prospect you gape at him.

“Am I not merciful?”

He said softly, hand reaching to caress your face, almost afraid to touch you. In a fit of passion, he grabs your jaw and leans in aggressively, practically spitting into your face.

“AM I NOT MERCIFUL?”