Annica stood with a look of disbelief on her face.
"This room is for me?" Annica turned to Octavianus who was behind her.
"Yes. The maid also prepared some dresses for you to wear, but if you don't like them, you can always buy new ones," Octavianus pointed at the wardrobe in the corner of the room before turning around. "Alright then. Enjoy."
"Wait!" Annica grabbed Oktavianus' arm before he could take a step. "Where are you going? Are you leaving?"
Octavianus raised an eyebrow as he stared at Annica's hand. The man then pulled Annica's fingers with his thumb and forefinger as if to get rid of something disgusting.
"I'm a fleet commander, Annica, not your personal servant," Octavianus replied as he threw Annica's hand away. "I still have a lot of work to do. The general wants me to accompany him to the border again today."
