Frida – Patrician Of Rome
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 captured and enslaved me. I’d dreamed of him making me his concubine or his mistress when he returned from his assignment commanding the Roman legions in Britannia. In my wildest dreams, I had never imagined that he and I could be husband and wife. Paullus’s daughter, Paula, joined me and teased me, “See, I was right. I’m always right. You are now my future stepmother.” “Paula, stop teasing me.” “What if I don’t?” “I’ll put you over my knee and spank you like the naughty …