Cleopatra’s Daughter: a Novel (2009)
“As we entered the villa, Alexander and Marcellus spoke in hurried whispers about the assassination attempt. Then Octavia stopped suddenly. “Where is Gallia?”
“I saw her with Magister Verrius at the bottom of the hill,” Antonia replied.
“And what was she doing with him?”
“Talking. I don’t think she expected us back so soon.”
I looked at Octavia and saw the lines deepen between her brows. Perhaps Gallia wasn’t adept at writing Latin, but Magister Verrius certainly was. What if they were writing t...he acta together? Verrius knew what it was like to be a slave. He was a freedman himself, though he never talked about his childhood with us in the ludus.
Marcellus looked from me to his mother. “What is it?”
“Nothing,” she said sternly, dismissing us with a wave. “Go to your chambers.” But as as I moved to go, she held me back with her hand. She waited until everyone had left before saying, “You saved my brother tonight.”
“I didn’t do anything. It was Juba.”MoreLess
“I saw her with Magister Verrius at the bottom of the hill,” Antonia replied.
“And what was she doing with him?”
“Talking. I don’t think she expected us back so soon.”
I looked at Octavia and saw the lines deepen between her brows. Perhaps Gallia wasn’t adept at writing Latin, but Magister Verrius certainly was. What if they were writing t...he acta together? Verrius knew what it was like to be a slave. He was a freedman himself, though he never talked about his childhood with us in the ludus.
Marcellus looked from me to his mother. “What is it?”
“Nothing,” she said sternly, dismissing us with a wave. “Go to your chambers.” But as as I moved to go, she held me back with her hand. She waited until everyone had left before saying, “You saved my brother tonight.”
“I didn’t do anything. It was Juba.”MoreLess
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