While Aurelius was tensed with worrisome news, celebration on the street of Florence was on it's peak and to say that Augustus was centre of attraction and precisely of ladies, wouldn't be wrong. The common women were in awe seeing their Prince Augustus's charismatic personality and though his face was covered, partial glimpse of his smiling lips was enough for them to gush over.
A group of five young maiden happened to stand beside him and a flustered look became prominent on their face when Augustus politely smiled through his armor. Their youthful looks glowed up with happiness at such a small gesture of him.
Apart from their daily hectic schedule of working on the field and running household chores, it was a refreshment day for them. All of them were dressed in the best piece of cloth they could afford.In fact, they stitched their masks on own and expecte
Drum beats were flooding air with thud sound and intense zeal was spreading across. Incandescent sun was illuminating Ritha's face with a beautiful glow while Eagle's queen was busy studying Ritha's looks through the shreds of her mask.Dressed in an unusual maroon dress which was draped around her chest area with a beautiful golden blouse beneath, she stood out amongst the crowd. For a moment, she was lost in gaping at her. From her coloured clothes , gold jewelries around her neck and forehead to looks, everything was contradicting their culture's beauty parameter but yet, she was inexplicably beautiful. It felt like watching another dimension of elegance and beauty. She looked around the crowd and found everyone peeking a glance or two at Augustus's second wife.Inspecting the beauty infront of her was the only way of overpowering her anger. Here she risked everything but those fools were yet to grace her with their presence. She looked
Aimlessly, a huge sum of blood oozed out of Ritha's waist due to the deep wound and intensity of the pain was brutal for her but instead of falling down on the ground, she held the collar of masked man before she could be stabbed for the third time. The dagger which was about to pierce Ritha's wound, stopped in midway while Luca's breaths were caught in his throat. He was struggling hard to get out of Ritha's grasp but she was adamant to make him her shield. She knew that at this time of adversity, where she was deeply injured, fighting with armed foes would be a wrong move. She played smartly and instead of counter attacking, she opted for defense. Leaving Luca's collar, she held his left hand and spun him with a force. Trapping his neck between her arms, she used her free hand to draw out the sword from waistband. In the process, her hands slightly brushed the wound making
Seconds which he took to cover distance between him and Ritha slipped from his conscious mind to count, yet, most crucial for him. Splashing mixed fallen blood of Aelia and his love, he reached near Rithambara and without failing for a second, he inspected her unconscious body looking for injuries.Removing her saree drapes, he found the source of bloody stream and his breath hitched seeing marred waist. Her skin was sliced open just few inches away from her spinal cord. His face scrunched up imagining the pain his wife had to go through. His eyes misted up but the hour didn't demand emotions, it demanded sanity with courage. Rain of terror drenched farthest corner of his heart and with numb mind and shaking fingers, he tore his red flowy cloak.Tying it around her waist to stop the flow of blood, he scooped her up in his arms. One of his hands clutched her shoulder while other went under her knee and t
Catering through shady and dark forest, she came near open land where bright sunlight hit her eyes which compelled her to squint them. She dared to look towards the illuminating sun and it felt being transferred into another known dimension. Her eyelids flapped and when she wasn't able to handle the intensity.White curtains, caressed by cool night breeze were the first thing which came in her vision. She blinked few times and drifted her eyeballs and saw Augustus holding her hands while his head was drooped down and it seemed like that he had fallen asleep in that uncomfortable position.Closing her eyes tightly, she tried to revoke her memory and within seconds, every detail of the dangerous event dawned upon her. She shuffled a bit and that was enough for Augutstus to sit straight.He blinked twice to escape blurness and a pleasant shock welcomed him in form of conscious Ritha. Craning his neck side wise to get rid of s
" There was celebration going on previous day, maybe she was occupied by that. " replied Marcus in bit obvious tone. Augustus knew that Marcus had once confessed his liking towards Aquila but that didn't stop him from the truth. Removing his hands from his head, he clenched his jaws, " she is appointed to look after my wife, not to lose herself in celebration and how busy was she that she didn't even come to peek a glance at her? "" Yes you're right, she should have been there. " agreeing to Augustus's point, Marcus spoke contrary to his thoughts. Nodding at his brother, Augustus looked over back at Ritha and his heart vibrated with string of placidity.Draped in a blue gown, she looked eye soothing. She wasn't wearing any of her ornaments but still, her beautiful smile compensated it. Puffy arms of her gown was actually making her look like her age. He had combed her hair and tied it in mes
Aurelius's heartbeat was rippling high through every second. It was his responsibility to keep the map safe but he failed and now his loyalty was being questioned . His shaking finger tips curved to pick up the parched yellowish paper with black lines but nothing seem suspicious to him. His mouth was dry but nonetheless he gulped down hoping that few drops of saliva could water his throat. His unsung question was heard by Augustus and he said, " While cartographer was making this false map, few drops of the ink fell on side corner leaving behind a stain but map which we have over here has no such stain which means that someone has replaced it. "" False map?" exclaimed Aurelius. Apart from this word, nothing registered in his mind. Everything was muddled and puzzled over here. What did Augustus meant by false map?" I never gave you my original map of the secret tunnel. " These ordinary words of Augustu
The aroma of wine was mixed with seriousness while the gentlemen kept discussing about the tactics for hours. Afterall, it was about Rome and everything needed to be taken care of without missing out on any point. After sipping his expensive wine, King Atticus asked, " Now that we know that war is about to start in full force, when should we take our army out? "" You see, father, this war is a bit different. Every army's sole purpose is to conquer Rome with ease. Our strong enemies like Naples, Latina and Sicily are located in South side. If estimated, then Naples and Sicily would fight against each other. The best out of them would step closer to Rome. Therefore, we don't need to worry about them. Now talking about Latina, which is closest to Rome, has most of the advantages. "( though it's a modern map, I used it to give a clear cut picture to
Clearing his throat at such an uninvited question, Marcus looked at Rithambara to weigh the seriousness of the matter and to his dismay, her eyes were seized on his face. Since it was afternoon now, sun rays were diverted from their original position. In order to seek the warmth in such an uncomfortable situation, Marcus moved his chair towards sunlight and once again cleared his throat. The only fragile sound dominating the room was Justus's soft snores. Though the question was void of any philosophy or difficulty, Marcus still didn't have any particular answers of it.Since he couldn't come up with a fitting reply, he did the smartest thing he could and instead of answering her question, he threw a question back, " What makes you ask this? " Through Marcus's tensed body posture and a counter question, Rithambara was certain that this particular question had
(Special chapter on Ritha's pregnancy) Heavily pregnant Rithambara was having a tough time managing all her emotions. The random jolts of how Justus would react would fetch an extreme amount of anxiety to her. Augustus had tried to calm her many a times, still, she couldn't come up with the courage to let her son know about pregnancy.The little heartbeat in her stomach was beautifully rhyming with her happiness chord, yet fear was also an addled factor. She looked at her son, sleeping soundly, next to her. Augustus was ecstatic when he found that he was about to have another child and so was Ritha. When happiness settled down, a challenge galloped them. A challenge of breaking down this news to their four year old son, Justus. Her husband had his arms wrapped around Justus's little form and he like their boy, he too was sleeping while slee
His lips curved upwards after looking at those cushy aqua blue eyes. Certainly, painter had used an occult shade of blue to paint those enchanting eyes because he could feel himself going in an unending trance.He titillated his hands over the portrait of young lady's waist brunettes locks. Her fair, smooth pink skin was invoking sordid thoughts within his mind and he could just imagine, what it would feel like to touch her in real. Even before he could fathom his words, he ended up speaking it out loud, " what a beautiful portrait of this beauty! "Adger, ruler of Britannia ( Britain), could see that shining fascination in his son's eyes and to say the least, it was dangerous.He warned him, " this portrait doesn't even justify half her beauty but it's futile to even think of her. She's daughter of most powerful Rex, Augustus. "' Not even half her beauty? 'That certainly caught
Rithambara's heart squeezed in pain seeing her little boy curled up emptied stomach on the bed. His midnight, curly hair was falling on forehead while his lips were a bit pouted. Tear stained cheeks were telling the saga of his cries and she could feel her own eyes watering. Every royal member had had the dinner and it was only her and Abhi who couldn't gulp down even a single morsel. One in anger and other in pain.Keeping the dinner plate on the table, she went on Abhi's bed and caressed his cheeks. She flared her soft hands through his hair and kisses his eyes which were closed. How innocent he looked in sleep! No matter what, at the end, he was her youngest and apple of her eyes. Though she loved Justus and Eirene equally, Abhi had inherited her features and he reminded her so much of her Indian backgrounds. Though he never wore Dhoti or Indian attires apart from festivals , she knew he was the most handsome Indian Prince.Two years back when she had go
' Filthy daughter of traitors.'Such harsh words stabbed her porcelainheart and her eyes welled up with fat tears but, she refrained them from falling down. Closing eyelids, she tried to pacify the flaring anger shooting through her body. She adored Abhi but his snobbish nature always agitated her. She was about to snarl a harsh comment but, a sudden, sharp cry compelled her to look at the youngest Prince. A smirk appeared on her lips when she found Queen Rithambara twisting Abhi's ear.Meanwhile Rithambara was highly infuriated with her son's behavior. Few minutes back, she was worried as he hadn't returned back to palace for afternoon meal but, after hearing such painful words from Abhi's mouth made her heart bleed. She felt as if it was a stab on her ethics and morals. She had no knowledge of source which had encrypted such hurtful words in his mind. She had never used words like 'filth' yet, her n
Laying in arms of her husband, with unorganized thoughts, raw emotions was the best feeling ever for her. She was enjoying warmth radiating from Augustus's chest and a dazzling smile from him contributed to the peaceful ambience. Occasions like this were very rare where she forgot her responsibilities to savour something so special. On most of the days, more like nights, he was out on trade or pacifying kingdom's matters but tonight, it was a leisure feast for both under dim light cascading from chandelier hung on the roof of their luxurious room.Soaked rose and Jasmine petals were fragmenting the room and accompanied the aroma of love. Ah! That heavenly feeling of Augustus running hands through her hair like playing with violin cord was all she ever wanted. She came out of reverie when Augustus suddenly flipped her on the cozy bed and covered her with his body. Soon, she was a slithering mess under his pleasant tortures. She intervened her hands with him
Tiny footsteps were hurrying through the corridors without any care of the yellings behind him. He was huffing and puffing but definitely not willing to lose. His wavy mid night black hair were bouncing, at times, covering his little face.He was fighting tooth and nail but the compact metal sword in his hand was making his forehead break into sweats. The sharp shine of the sword had attracted him in the very first glance but his mother never allowed him to touch it and even had hidden it. Sister Eirene, brother Justus, everyone had their small, slightly curved, metallic and shining sword but he had none. The very thought used to make him frown. Neither his cries nor his pleas of holding had worked on Rithambara but after all, he found it. He giggled loudly when his little brain pictured the morning incident. His mother thought that he was asleep in cot when she hid that shining, fascinating thing under the thick mattres
Aqua blue eyes shone with mirth at her father's intelligent move of removing opponent's queen in chess. Light breeze was sweeping her brunette hair in irregular pattern. A hearty, victorious giggle filled in the surrounding space and soft, yet, delighted voice chirped in, " Father! We will win. " Augustus removed his eyes from chess and looked at his replica and laughed along with her. His heart swelled with happiness looking at his daughter, Eirene whose smile was charming enough to make morning birds sing. This six summers old young lady owned every inch of his heart.Just like her name, her persona radiated peace. He spoke with same enthusiasm as his daughter's, " Yes, Eirene. Seems so. " Princess Eirene giggled and clapped her hands which was interrupted by her mother's voice, " Daughter, we shouldn't celebrate early. Seems like your father's king is out, summoning our win. "
Thanks to everyone who kept patience by reading and voting chapter by chapter. ❤Augustus was numb.' Maybe he's speaking the truth. Maybe he should die. 'Negative thoughts fogged his rational thinking while a tear spilled out of his eyes. It was Cassius who was handcuffed but it felt as if it was his soul and mind which was grappled with guilt.Aurelius had his jaws clenched and he knew very well that what that old man was trying to do. He was manipulating Augutsus. Therefore, he shook his shoulder with force and for the first time, addressed him with his name, " Augutstus! Remember, a calm sea doesn't make a skilled sailor. Life is throwing adversities because you're strong enough to handle it. Don't think about this dog! You've to look after Justus and Highness Rithambara. You can't just die. "Augustus revived a bit of his sense hearing to Aurelius's words. H
I thought it'll be the last chapter but Bruh! It's longer than I thought ! Here's the chapter! Next one will be soon if I get votes. When King Cassius arrived in Frosinone after defeating Naples, he was pleasantly shocked. It was army of Florence, his dear son in law. He smirked thinking about poor Augustus as soldiers were laying dead smudged in red liquid.' Did any one of the small neighborhouring state killed half of his army? 'Crown of Rome started shimmering in his mind. He was thrilled by it and his army men paraded further with relaxed attitude but oh man! How wrong they were! ( P. S. - chapter 63 Madder root strategy) In the middle of everything, Sicilians didn't understand what actually happened but as they were crossing the sea of dead bodies, they started falling down. A deep, deadly cut was made on the