A lightly breeze moved the leaves of the trees and a rain of flower blossoms fell on the two lovers. He chuckled, then Heliogabalus catched one of the flower blossoms.

"So beautiful, but the flowers fade", he said and smiled sadly, while he leaned on his secret lover.

"Nothing lasts forever. One day you will cross the river Styx and live in Hades", this replied and caressed Heliogabalus' hair. It was so said. Why had Comazon even to talk about this now? Heliogabalus didn't feel well because of the conversation theme, and when he imagined his own death – two coins on his eyes and being burned – he noticed a feeling of sickness.

"I don't want to be burned up!", he replied a bit sullenly, what made Comazon just laugh a bit.

"But these just are our traditions", he countered and smiled slightly.

"Tze. I even don't believe in all these gods, I believe in my own god!", announced Hel smiling in a triumphant way, "his name is Elagabal"

"You don't have a little god complex now, nooo", replied Comazon and laughed.

"No, I'm just immortal", answered Hel and smiled a little.

"I wished it'd be true", said Comazon quietly and took him into his arms. Hel nodded. How great this would be - Hel had especially one fear – the fear of dying. He clinged a bit to Comazon and wished that this moment – as it was now – would last forever.

#

For sure this didn't happen. Not much later, Heliogabalus had some stress with the senate. Comazon – as first consul of Rome – was also there, but he had to hold his fire back. Even long glances could be treasonable. Because of lack of sleep; Hel to do something better with his lover, his eyelids weight heavier than ever until he fell asleep. The nap didn't last long, because one of the senators complained, that he should listen attentively to such an important issue. But instead of apologizing, Hel replied not very kindly.

"I don't mind what you talk about. Just stupid stuff again, I guess… I'm the emperor and I need my beauty sleep! So… now, you know it!"

Not much later he got onto a sedan and left the event earlier.

"You better shouldn't mess about with the senate", whispered one of his companions, but Hel just shrugged. He didn't mind these old guys. He was the ruler.

#

Rom sat homely in the Taverna, drunk a Cervisia and reflected on the situation of his empire, surrounded by his former emperors.

"I have a new emperor. He is funny", he told them and giggled, "he fell asleep in the senate and said to the senators, that he needed his beauty sleep…"

Nobody laughed, just one of them. Augustus, the first emperor, just throw an angry glance towards Caligula. This guy thought everything was so funny. Then he touched his own hair and sighed.

"Rome – if they don't respect the old traditions of the senate, I don't consider it to be good for you … it'll have bad consequences for the Roman Empire!", he said and looked at all the others. A new crisis was the last what he needed. Tiberius looked seriously and stressed same as Claudius, who hides behind his hood. Nero looked a bit interrogatory but surely he was just thinking about it. Just Caligula kept smiling and looked really amused.

"What is so funny, Caligula?", Augustus asked slowly. He already knew that he wouldn't be able to understand, but he didn't want to be laughed at during serious matters.

"Well, if he had the guts to bitch at the senate, then I would enjoy meeting him", replied Caligula and smiled mischievously, as all looked at him in a surprised way.

"Hahaha, good joke!", said Nero, smirking, while he ate some food.

Tiberius already exchanged worried looks with Augustus, and they looked back to Caligula.

"It wasn't a joke!", this said to Nero and confirmed every fear of the others. Augustus gave him a 'shake-my-head' and Tiberius looked very worried. Nero coughed, because of choking, and Claudius hitting softly his back.

"So what? What is even your problem? I didn't see him yet, but he's courageous, he's got style and he's also good-looking for sure, yeah… ? There!", said Caligula and let his fingers run through his hair.

"Yes, he's really pretty. He wears cute dresses with butterflies and he puts flowers in his jet black hair", described Rome the current emperor.

"Ooooooh!", Caligula squeezed, while the others just shook their heads. Augustus just had the hope, that Rome could frighten Caligula of with a description like that, but it just had made everything worse as before.

"Rome! For Jupiter's sake! How could you? This doesn't improve the situation very much!", Augustus got a little bit angry now, even if he always was more the calming one. Just as Tiberius held his hand onto his shoulder, he calmed down again.

"Tibe", he said, and took a deep breath, "as His father, I order you to talk to him."

"Yes", Tiberius replied and walked towards Caligula, who smiled and dreamed away.

"Caligula… eh…", Tiberius started kind of confused and scratched his head. He didn't like to talk to people and even with his son he had talking problems, because he quite changed. And Tibe even had the impression that Cal never listened to him anymore.

"Cal, please listen. I just want to say, that your little thoughts in your head maybe shouldn't happen in reality. I talk about your idea, what is… well a nice daydream and I even understand if you perhaps feel lonely, but Hel is the emperor, he has a lot of responsibility and work to do, you can't distract him from his duties, it's impossible, you have to stay here. You're even not allowed to go away. Exactly… ME, as your father, tell you that you stay-"

"Shut up, old man", was Caligula's only comment, before he turned to Nero.

"Nero, would you help me writing a little song to impress him?"

Augustus heard it all and just shook his head.

"Now, we got a problem…"