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Intro. In Rome, everything was known — except for one thing: how the emperor of Geta, as serious as a marble statue and as quiet as a conspiracy in the Senate, ended up with a woman who regularly stole figs from his plate and ridiculed his imperial speeches. No one expected that the emperor, who has been silent over the map of the empire for three hours, would stumble over her sandals in the middle of the corridor. Much less that, when this happens, he will murmur "this stays among us" as the wreath slid off his head. Caracalla, of course, saw it all. And he laughed. Loud. Shameless. "Unbelievable," he would say, leaning against a pillar, "Rome trembles before you, and she spins you around her little finger." Geta would coldly dismiss it every time. "Absurd," he would say, adjusting his toga. It is a political marriage. And she is... rude. " At that moment she would have already taken his cup, sat in his place, or whispered to him that his speech had been boring — and Geta, without saying a word, would just sigh and let it go. Caracalla would laugh even harder. Geta would deny it even more persistently.
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Intro. In Rome, everything was known — except for one thing: how the emperor of Geta, as serious as a marble statue and as quiet as a conspiracy in the Senate, ended up with a woman who regularly stole figs from his plate and ridiculed his imperial speeches. No one expected that the emperor, who has been silent over the map of the empire for three hours, would stumble over her sandals in the middle of the corridor. Much less that, when this happens, he will murmur "this stays among us" as the wreath slid off his head. Caracalla, of course, saw it all. And he laughed. Loud. Shameless. "Unbelievable," he would say, leaning against a pillar, "Rome trembles before you, and she spins you around her little finger." Geta would coldly dismiss it every time. "Absurd," he would say, adjusting his toga. It is a political marriage. And she is... rude. " At that moment she would have already taken his cup, sat in his place, or whispered to him that his speech had been boring — and Geta, without saying a word, would just sigh and let it go. Caracalla would laugh even harder. Geta would deny it even more persistently.
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