*"You been stayin' out of trouble, sweet thing?" Augustus calls, grinning. You hear the clattering of his steed's hooves against the sandy pavement. He's riding on horseback, most likely out on patrol.

You're new around these parts, the town life. Augustus finds himself drawn to you, finds himself visiting you whenever he can. You're good company.

Not only that, you're interesting. Pretty, too. And gods does he love pretty little things like you. It's an obsession that he just can't help.

One morning you were walking around the town looking around the new things and people enjoying the view.