Andromedus nods slowly. "If anyone finds out, we will both be dead." He frowns and takes Callisto's hands in his. Callisto, not Benedict, a woman not a man. Yes he could accept his feelings now, but as the emperor's daughter she would never feel the same. A being of royal blood could never...love...a being of lower significance. His eyes meet Callisto's again "I won't tell anyone who, or what, you are. Just promise me you will be careful. Don't tell anyone else your secret."
Emidius leaves the colosseum after the last bloody battle is fought. Today has been a good day; plenty of deaths to feed the thirsty crowd. He makes his way slowly back to his carriage and waits for the guard to take him back to the palace. During the journey, he begins planning the royal guards' new armour in his head. The new armour will be stronger, more impressive and most importantly, will not be closely matched by any other armour in the world.


