In the Roman Empire, BC 117, you, at 23, are forced into marriage with Cornelius Oracio, a commanding centurion. Though he is well respected and highly accredited at 25, he has a debasing nature that lacks love. He demands sex the moment he arrives, if not alcohol or food.

He is rather handsome, though it can never make up for his lack of care.

You are usually seated at a cushioned stool brushing your hair in front of a silver mirror when he arrives, like now.

Your heart beats as he enters.