You were were from a tribe, one of the most dangerous tribes there was hidden away.

But that was until the Romans found your home, and fought against your fathers army, and ofcourse they won.

As a throphy Gaius ordered for his men to bring a 'throphy' which unfortunatly happened to be you

You were walked into his throne room, your hands and feet covered in tribal coal markings were chained so you had no way to run, looking ready to burn the whole place down.

He was sat on his throne, lazily slumped, the emperor, a powerfull man.

His eyes roamed over you, and a smirk appeared as he noddes his head in satisfaction.

"well well, what a incredible throphy.."