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Ten weeks later
Caligula woke up and stretched lazily. He looked at his wife, who seemed impassible even as she slept. Drusilla had been right about the little bitch. At least Caesonia had been able to give him an heir, little Julia Drusilla. His sister had complained that the name was bad luck, but he had dismissed her, knowing full well that most of her objections had to do with who the baby's mother was. He also assumed Caesonia's pregnancy was the reason Drusilla had taken ill during the last few days; it was very likely that she wasn't about to let Caesonia hold the country's, and Caligula's, attention for too long a period of time. Unless she was with child as well. It's possible Caligula thought to himself with a smirk, thinking of how much fun such a state of affairs would be.
He got up and put his clothes on before bracing himself to be accosted by his so-called advisors. Only one was outside his door, however. Caligula was confused, and a little nervous as to what it might mean.
"My lord…about the lady Drusilla…she's not well. She asked to see you." The boy stammered.
"Where is she?" he asked, in a dreamlike state of calm, his racing heart dulling his higher functions.
"In her chamber, my lord." the messenger replied, glad that the emperor wasn't taking the news too badly.
Caligula nodded and strode to his sister's room. He knew what to expect. She was him, and he was her. It would be impossible for him not to know. It wasn't until he saw her that he felt it. He tilted her chin upwards so that he could look at her
"Drusilla. Drusilla, can you hear me? Drusilla, it's Gaius." She gave no sign of recognition beyond a small flutter of her eyelashes, and her head lolled to the side. Caligula felt himself lose control and began weeping.
"Drusilla, please. You're everything-" He looked down at the stillness of her body, and realized that she had stopped breathing. He held her cold body and did not let anyone come near it. She was his sister and she was dead. Nothing else mattered.
The End