All Chapters of LOVE AND HONOR: The Mad Emperor (BL): Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The year is 16 AD. Around November or December. Weser River.The proud Germanic tribe, renowned for their ferocity in battle, had long been a thorn in the side of the Roman Empire.It is said that they are hard to conquer.Their muscular physiques, honed from years of hunting, warfare, and hard labor, made them formidable opponents.Moreover, the tribe's warfare strategy, focused on swift raids to capture resources and secure prestige, was both their greatest strength and most crippling weakness.But that's not all the reasons why they are not easy to subdue.It's also because of their territory terrain. Germania wasn't the easiest land to conquer: no cities, no roads, lots of small villages, big forests, large marshes, and harsh and long winters, making it a formidable task for any would-be conqueror.This time, fate seemed to be against the Germanic tribe. Autumn's chill was in the air, a brief respite from the brutal winters that normally protected their lands.Seizing this window

17AD, around May, the middle of spring. Ravenna port-land and naval military baseFollowing their battle at the Weser river, Germanicus's forces journeyed back to Vetera castrum.But making a poignant detour first to Teutoburg forest to pay tribute to the fallen Roman soldiers.And to finally retrieve the three aquilae of the three fallen legions.Later, once they arrived at the castrum, they received a message from the imperial messenger.A decree from Emperor Tiberius Julius Caesar Augustus, telling them to return to their base at Ravenna port.Germanicus then led his troops from Vetera to Ravenna city after thorough preparations. But still, the travel was a grueling and intricate one.The general had to navigate through Germania's treacherous terrain.Avoiding hostile Germanic tribes and skirmishes along the way.The journey involved multiple stages and different modes of transportation.A combination of riverboats and land travel, with careful detours to evade danger zones.With t

20AD, around early January, Palatine Hill*Pitter-patter* *Pitter-patter*'Is it possible for the sky to mourn?' Lepidus wondered, gazing up at the dark sky.His black hair is drenched with rainwater.He squinted against the rain, his eyes red-rimmed from crying. 'The air smells of damp earth...' he sniffled.His broken heart tightened. 'The sky is dark, and it's weeping.'He touched his chest, as if to soothe the ache within.*Pitter-patter* *Pitter-patter*The sound of the raindrops hitting the cobblestones created a melancholic melody that echoed Lepidus's sorrow.*Splosh* *Splosh*The twelve-year-old boy stood in the rain-soaked streets of Rome, where citizens of every social class rushed past.His dirty red tunica clinging to his thin little frame. His brown, tattered cape offered little protection from the downpour.He was barefoot and shivering. His teeth chattered, and his lips trembled as he spoke to himself."The sky is crying like me," he whispered. He stood there for a wh

'Hhhhnnnnnnnnnn', a silent cry is being suppressed.Her calceus clad feet is touching the damp, rain soaked grass, which had recently been flooded by the rain.*swish* *swish*The soft ground that was covered with grass feels so soft every time she step on it.'Hhnnnnnnnnn', her silent cries does not betray the empty and vacant look in her face.*swish* *swish*She can't even form a coherent thought in her head as she silently walk towards the Mausoleum Augusti, while carrying an urn.The moistened grass and mud sticks to her feet and to her long dark stola making the end heavy and sopping wet.It's getting harder for her to walk.'Hhhhnnnnnnnnnn' but she ignore it. The pain in her chest, the grief she's feeling is consuming her whole being.*swish* *swish*She stepped on a protruding rock that's hidden in the grass and soft ground, she stumbled.But her grip on the urn did not loosened, she's ready to fall with it, but not before securing it into her bosom.Suddenly two strong arm h