"Who are you?!" She demanded as she threatened me with the sword.
"Allow me to introduce myself." I said. I was trying to calm her down. A stranger's presence must have frightened her. "I am Caesar-"
"You will pay deeply!" The maiden sprang forward with sword in hand. "Vengeance will be mine!"
I grabbed a nearby chair to shield myself from her attack. The blow had nearly divided the chair into two. It could have severed my head off. She was a formidable fighter. Instead of scaring me, she only amazed me more.
"You murdered my family! You seized my kingdom! And now you will rape me as well?! Unforgivable!" She continued to attack me with brute force. Deep gnashes were left in the chair. My late father was right: there is no beast fiercer than an angry woman.
If ever I survive this and marry her, I will show this chair to my future children. I will tell them the classic line: 'And this kids is how I fell in love with your mother!'
"You peeping tom! How did you find me in the river's edge?!" She glanced around her surroundings, dazed and confused. It was only then she realized she was not in the river anymore. "You must have poured some kind of drug in the waters. That must be the reason why I felt numb! That's it! Then you kidnapped me and brought me back to your castle!"
"Which Caesar are you talking about?" I asked.
"Don't confuse me!" She snapped. "You are Caesar!"
"I am Gaius Julius Caesar." I explained. Julius was a common name in our family, for some unknown reasons. To prevent confusion people usually addressed us as Caesar, which was another problem because the Julio-Claudian family has way too much males. In the end only the current emperor got to be called Caesar. The others were called by their nicknames.
"Gaius Julius Caesar?" She scratched her head. "You're not Sextus Julius Caesar?"
"Sextus? I am the fifth in decent from him."
"I'm confused." She said out loud. The sword dropped from her hand. The weapon fell on the floor with a loud clunk.
"Please have a seat. Oh, good thing I was carrying one." I placed the chair in front of her. She sat on it. "We have a lot to talk about."
"You know what." She crossed her legs. "I like your sense of humour."
