Saviour Of Rome [Gaius Valerius Verrens 7] - Plot & Excerpts
She was glad her father insisted she bathe after the uproar of her return. She’d been overwhelmed by the tearful welcome from the servants, and his veiled hints about any ill treatment she might have suffered. The bath gave her time to think. The slave girl’s hands were smooth and expert as they kneaded the muscles of her back. Julia felt a tingle in her lower stomach as she wondered how Tito’s strong, callused spearman’s hands would feel on her skin. Eventually she could take no more and asked the girl to remove the oil. As the curved blade flowed across her body she mustered the courage to make the approach that had seemed so simple when she was with Tito at Avala. Perhaps it was because courage seemed to come so easily to Tito and his father that she’d felt driven to make the offer, but it seemed much more daunting now she was here. She tried to summon up Tito’s face, but the only image that appeared in her mind was her father’s gaunt features. He seemed to have aged ten years in the past six months and he appeared more nervous than relieved at her return.
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