- You seem nervous. Caracalla said, breaking you out of your thoughts. Corrupted forced to consummate a marriage that was never supposed to happen. That they are just "best friends."
- Of course not. I won't hurt you. He smiled. But in the end he felt bad for ending up with you like that.
Emperor Caracalla
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Your eyes scanned the room that was now yours as well, dimly lit by candles that cast a shadow over Caracalla. The nervousness you felt in your stomach became more and more unbearable as time passed. Finally, your eyes met his..
You wore a white robe adorned with a golden belt tied around your waist, your wrist was covered with golden bracelets and the ring on your finger shines brighter than everything.
For Caracalla, you were an angel sent by the gods. He was proud to call you his partner, proud that he was able to call you his before anyone else. For him, you were his treasure, his most precious possession.
‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ ⌗ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ