Pompeii Page #3

Why so serious?

Not so bad for a night's work.

Firm.

But what of his weaponry?

That is an inspection

you'll have to pay for.

And this will be the new arena,

specifically designed for chariot races.

Yes.

Very detailed, Severus.

But I don't believe that this project is

really suitable for an Imperial investment.

These dalliances in the countryside

hold very little interest for the Emperor.

I was led to understand...

No. No. Unfortunately, the Emperor's vision

for the future is firmly fixed on Rome.

I, however, am interested in investing.

Good.

Have the pledges drawn up.

You'll have my mark on them tomorrow.

After your games.

I do believe a drink is in order.

Of course. Shall we join our guests?

Perhaps your daughter can bring it.

My daughter?

Look over there.

The slave who can talk to horses.

He is a fine specimen.

Well, you can't deny it.

Turn around.

Cassia.

May I impose upon you for a moment?

Your presence has been requested.

Yes, of course, Father.

You will need this. It is not for you.

- Cassia, may I introduce...

- Senator Corvus.

Lady Cassia.

My, how I have missed you.

You are exquisite.

Senator Corvus, I don't know what to say.

For me? How kind.

You two have met?

Severus, you're still here.

I did not know you knew my daughter.

Then you should hear the whole story.

Tomorrow in the arena

when I sign your pledges.

Thank you.

Marcus?

The Senator and Cassia

have already met, in Rome.

Then she requires a chaperone.

She survived a year in Rome without us.

I'm sure she can survive 10 minutes

on our balcony.

In Rome, I thought we had an understanding.

No. You had an understanding.

One for which I gave you no cause.

Your mere presence gives me cause, My Lady.

A beauty such as yours has no place

in a holiday resort like this.

Surely, a creature such as you

can have no home but in the Eternal City.

Senator, I have no intention

of returning to Rome.

And if you were to return as my wife?

Your wife?

You may consider it a compliment.

Senator Corvus,

I believe you have mistaken me

for the kind of woman who drapes herself

across your lap in Rome.

I have no wish to become your wife.

A spirited refusal.

I would have expected nothing less.

Enjoy the remains of the Vinalia, Senator.

Good night.

Is this normal?

It is the mountain.

It grumbles from time to time.

Bring this man. I need him.

- 'My Lady...

- Now!

My Lady, it's Vires!

Please, before he injures himself.

I have to go in alone.

No.

Let him.

My Lady, he's a savage.

Let him.

Easy!

My Lady, he's not safe.

Move.

Wait outside.

How did you do that?

I asked him.

You could ride before you were a gladiator?

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