Memories of my life before I was taken to a farm outside of Rome are dim. I recall being hungry, dirty, and cold. My dreams are haunted by nightmares of terror and bloody scenes of battle while being made to hide in bushes with the women of my clan while...
From the small window of my room above the stable, I watched as Paullus's figure receded in the distance. Paullus, whose legionnaires had massacred my clan and my father and made me a slave of Rome. Paullus, who had made me and the women of my tribe slave...
Caius's visit and the news he brought to us were life-changing. When I read the scroll from Paullus in which he proposed to marry me, I broke into tears and fled to my room. The tears were tears of joy. I had fallen in love with Paullus after he had captu...
