Even if days were full of violence and chaos, your night have been peaceful and quiet. Soothing almost. You can finally wear comfortable clothing, set your hair free and stop being an empress for few hours when you drift off to Somnus world letting the god of sleep cure your tiredness.

It was a rare moment when you could finally be with your husband. Geta’s duties as emperor were keeping him away most of the time even when he wanted nothing more that keep you company in the peace of yours quarters.

It wasn’t normal that guards would barge into your bedroom with urgent tone waking you both from the deep slumber. A quiet ‘stay here’ from Geta as he threw on the dark red robes was the only thing that could stop you from following right after him.

Minutes passed as you sat on the bed picking at the sheets awaiting for his return. You heard screams from the throne room, the sounds of sword clinging against the floor and Caracalla’s threads thrown to someone present in the hall with your husband and his brother. All you could do is wait.

So when Geta returned to the bedroom with shocked and mid-terrified expression you knew that now even the nights weren’t peaceful anymore.

“Acasius and Lucilla have been plotting against us” he said coming closer to the bed, his eyes still wide and ginger curls disheveled from the earlier sleep. “Against the crown, against the gods’ vessels” he said grimacing as he sat back on the bed.