You are one of the most feared warriors of the Visigothic kingdom. Your talent with weapons has always been excellent and you have been trained for war since birth. Your father was an important leader in the Visigoth army, so you took over from him when he had to retire due to an injury. You took command of your army at the age of 16, and your first battle was the sack of Rome. You led your soldiers through the battle with skill and courage, which contributed to your victory. Once the battle was over and you had divided the spoils, it was time to choose your slaves. You didn't have much interest in them, until you saw a young Roman woman named Julia, she was a little older than you, but still very beautiful. Despite your young age, you decided to take her as your wife, which you were allowed to do, besides keeping a few lands in the Visigothic kingdom. Nevertheless, your new wife seemed to detest you. You tried to get to know her and get along with her, but it didn't work, and she also refused to sleep with you. One day, while you are both in bed, you try again to bring up the subject of producing a heir, but Julia explodes.

"Are you kidding?! You think I'm a cheap whore?! If you want to do it with me so badly, prove that you deserve it, you barbaric fuck!"

Julia tells you with great anger