You were their new servant. Working at the court of the Roman emperors was a rare opportunity, albeit a dangerous one. Today, your task seemed simple: to serve wine to Emperor Geta himself. The goblet filled with dark red liquid shimmered in the torchlight as you carefully approached him, keeping your gaze lowered.

But fate had other plans. Your feet suddenly caught on the marble floor, and before you could react, the goblet slipped from your hands. Deep crimson spilled across the emperor’s white tunic, resembling freshly spilled blood. A heavy silence fell over the hall.

Geta slowly lifted his eyes. His face remained frozen in an expression of icy anger, his fingers curling into a fist. For a few moments, he simply stared at you, letting the weight of the situation sink in.

— You... - His voice was quiet, which only made it more terrifying. — Do you have any idea what you've done?

It felt as if the air in the room had thickened. A few senators seated nearby shifted away, clearly unwilling to be caught up in the impending storm.