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This venue still remained popular. All despite the grander structure that had been built by the Flavians and continued to serve as a training facility. Occasionally, the smaller performances would take place here, still. Lucius did not travel with his son this time. Instead he chose to come alone, mingle with the crowd and see what was available to do. Thus far, politics was fairly quiet and the Flavians were not like many of their predecessors. It gave him a sense of uneasiness. Did this mean any scion of the bloodline would end up being just as sane as he? Would the united family remain so after the death of Quintus Alexander? Throughout history many brothers, cousins, and distant kin would throw in their own lot if it meant there was a chance of rising. There had to be a way to temper ambitions and ensure that there would be a good candidate who would serve. Lucius sat and watched the games, half-heartedly and did not enjoy them as much as he used to. A familiar face was seen. Manius Aemilius Scaurus Pius, crippled and he had heard mixed things about it over time. He had seen him walk with a cane in the past and had mixed feelings. How would he react if he was forced to live in such a state? Lucius raised his hand in a greeting to his fellow Senator and then gestured for Pius to join him. "Salve Scaurus Pius, it has been some time since I have seen you." He greeted him. They were not close nor did they spend a great deal of time together. Both of them were connected to the Flavian dynasty through marriage or adoption. The connections likely aided them both. Lucius waited to see what the other would say or do. @Chris
May 74CE Volusa entered her mistress' chamber on silent bare feet, placing the breakfast tray beside her bed before turning to lay out her under-tunic ready for when she wished to rise; Claudia would tell her what else she wanted to wear, but having at least an under-tunic ready was always a good start. She was beginning to get used to this new routine, although it wasn't the same every day. Well, why should it be? Especially on a nice day like today; Volusa actually wouldn't be at all surprised if her mistress preferred to dress and then take breakfast in the colonnade surrounding the garden. That would be easy enough to arrange, of course - once Mistress Claudia was awake. Volusa crossed to the shutters, opening them to let the sun in, thankful that it did not fall directly across her mistress' face, although the newly-admitted brightness caused the young lady to stir. "Salve, Domina," Volusa said quietly, wanting to wake her but not startle her. "I've brought your breakfast." Serving one person was far to be preferred to running around, ordered about by several people, all of whom though their orders should superceed everyone else's. It was far easier to please just one person! @Gothic