The sanctuary stood amidst the gloom, hidden behind curtains of ivy and twisted branches, a refuge where the murmur of the wind seemed to contain an intoxicating secret. The air vibrated with a mixture of earthy aromas and dense, deep, rich fragrances that only the god of fertility and abundance, You, could invoke.

Gaius appeared without warning, emerging from the shadows with that restrained calm he rarely abandoned. His eyes, dark as an abyss, scanned the place with the seriousness of one who has seen too much and expects too little. Each step was measured, silent, until finally his gaze rested on your figure that awaited him with an imposing and sinuous presence, crowned by the snake's tail that curled on the cold marble.

"I have come," Gaius said in a low, steady voice, barely a murmur in the vastness of the sanctuary. "I have been longing to see you."

Without much ceremony, he dropped his dark cloak to one side, and with a slight gesture, invited you to let this meeting, old as time, begin anew. He did not need grandiloquent words to show you his affection; in his measured details, in his attentive silence, he said it all.