Chapter 1: Romanorum Mancipium Venalicium

Antonia's POV

"Antonia, come on," Quintia called. Quintia was one of my best friends and being the daughter of Trajan, the thirteenth emperor of Rome, I didn't have many. My father's associates had just went to the slave market. In the end almost all of the slaves bought went to the gladiator tournaments and this year I was supposed to be the editor.

"I'm coming," I said running down. We went down to the garden and sat under an olive tree. The knew slaves walked by and stared down.

"I hate slaves, they're so smelly," Quintia said, pinching her nose.

"Yeah," I stopped when I saw him. He had honey hair and blue eyes. He looked at me with sad eyes. The whip cracked and hit him in the back. He kept walking and looked down. I hoped that he wouldn't become a gladiator, but I knew he would.

"Come on, I want to go to the forum." I nodded and we walked there. We got food and bought other things. Quintia just bought jewelry. My thoughts were all on the new mystery slave. He was tall and lean, but he was a slave. If I fell in love with a slave my father would kill me. Publically execute me.

"Antonia, what's gotten into you?"

"Nothing," I said, shaking it off.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, let's get out of here." I walked back to the palace and sat in my room, reading Homer. I loved reading, especially Greek literature. Against my father's wishes, I always read them. He always said that I should be more Roman, whatever that meant. I sat near the window and looked out. I saw him and smiled.

Jasper's POV

Please tell me I didn't have a crush Emperor's daughters. What was it that made me get whipped, for one glance? One needed look. I needed to see her brunette hair hanging down one side and her beautiful golden eyes. She was worth being whipped, worth being walked hundreds of miles to Rome. That night I sat in the cramped one room h̶o̶u̶s̶e̶, I didn't even know what to call it but it certainly wasn't a house, with my brother-in-law, Emmett and Edward, and my father-in-law, Carlisle. Carlisle made sure that their wives and Edward's daughter were able to flee.

"You were looking at the emperor's daughter," Edward whispered.

"Yeah," I whispered back.

"I'm really hoping you don't have a crush on her."

"And if I do?" Edward wasn't my favorite Cullen family member.

"She's Roman."

"And we're Gauls." He looked at me with disgust.

"Guys," Emmett interjected, "Stop."

"Well, maybe-" Edward started but Carlisle stopped him.

"It doesn't matter, the last thing we need is to hate each other. We need to stick together." We all nodded. Edward stormed off, but there wasn't far he could go. Baby, I thought, You lost your wife who you've known for three years, I lost my twin who I've known for all of my nineteen years.

"So was Edward right," Emmett asked, sitting next to me. He was my favorite Cullen member.

"I'm not sure," I responded. I looked out the window and saw her. She was looking around the grounds. I smiled when I saw her. She looked even more beautiful without makeup.

"I think I know the answer."

"How do you know?"

"I was the same when I met your twin." He got up and walked away.

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