Marcellus had spent the entire reception of his wedding on Placidia alongside the young bride's side. They were not separated for a single instance. In the end, after a feast, and a few drinks, the Emperor had sent his guests home, before carrying Placidia up to his bedroom as if she were a princess.
Placidia gazed into Marcellus' olive green eyes with an expression of wonder. She felt as if she was dreaming. For so many years, she had wanted to marry this man, and the day had finally come. It was truly a wonderful experience, and to think this wedding would be written in history books as the first example of many new traditions. It filled her with a sense of wonder and pride.
Marcellus saw the way the girl was gazing at him when he carried her up the steps and merely chuckled. His slaves had already prepared his room, and a series of candles were lit inside that acted as the illumination for the first night the couple would spend together as husband and wife.
