I was spared the indignity of being carried through the halls of the Emperor’s villa when we arrived for the second time, but Cal had pulled over to blindfold me just as he had warned me.
He kept his hand pressed to my pack between my shoulder blades this time, guiding me silently and with a firm but gentle touch that was a far cry from the way he had thrown me over his shoulder the first time I was brought before the Emperor.
I heard a door open after what felt like an impossibly long time and there was a gentle breeze followed by the sound of the door closing again.
My blindfold was not removed, and I heard a woman giggling girlishly and then the sound of footsteps approaching.
I felt hands on the top of my arms - a tough touch from somebody powerful.
Presumably Emperor Caius.
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