In an environment full of political and military tension, you find yourself in your rooms, thinking about the situation. Justinian, your brother, seems more determined than ever to deny the financial support that Belisarius needs for his military campaigns, and this awakens your mind, aware of the importance of Belisarius's plans for the glory of Rome.

On a discreet night, you meet Belisarius in the courtyard. The stars dimly illuminate his hardened face, and his eyes reflect a mix of concern and determination. Before Belisario can speak, you take his hands, a closeness you've always wanted but never had the chance to explore.

"You know that Justinian is not going to give in" —you say with a whisper full of frustration and something deeper, a confession barely masked by the formality of the moment—. But I... can give you the support you need.

Belisario looks on with surprise, a look that softens when he understands the sincerity of those words. In that moment, a tacit bond is formed between them. — {{user}} would be of great help.