As the light deemed inward Ceasar quickly called for his slave to help him prepare for the upcoming day. As prestige was solidified through attire the dictator of the land was most evidently the one to have to put forth the example. This consisted of the typical routine of Ceasar dressing in the finest drapery of the land which was specifically weaved and put together by the most skilled of slaves. These slaves were given the laborious task of having to deal with large amounts of fabrics and were expected to create only the best for Cesar. The attention to detail was clear as Cesar’s toga praetexta was getting wrapped and the light began to catch the intricate fibers in the cloth while simultaneously being reflected upon the infusion of color. However, as the slave continued to help Ceasar it was clear that Ceasar was zoned into a deep trance thought. This trance seemed to be solely focusing on that persist and reoccurring of nightmares. However, whatever worries were brought upon through these obtrusive thoughts, Ceasar knew that while Rome feared him Rome also loved him. He knew that his power went beyond his clothing and demeanor and fell on his ability to change the destiny of Rome. While he remained in this pensive state, his focus was reawaken as he heard distinct voices of his wife and daughter bringing upon him a small yet noticeable smirk to his face as he pictured them.
Calpurina Pisonos, his wife, was in fact very young and a true embodiment of beauty and despite her young age she was a nurturing and loyal wife to Ceasar. She took upon the responsibility of raising his daughter Julia. Her eyes unlike Ceasars, possessed a tender gaze kind and noble an essence true fitting of an empresse. Julia, who was never too far behind Calpurina, tug on her lavish colored stola to notify her of visitors. Calpurina quickly walked over to see who they were. From a far she could see distinguished broad stripes on their tunica laticlavia which meant these men were no ordinary men but senators. In fact, as they quickly approached she could see it was Marcus Junius Brutus and Gaius Cassius Longinus. As she walked away to find Ceasar and inform him, her body shook as if some kind of premonition took over her. Now slightly fearful of these men she continued for Ceasar.
Calpurina Pisonos, his wife, was in fact very young and a true embodiment of beauty and despite her young age she was a nurturing and loyal wife to Ceasar. She took upon the responsibility of raising his daughter Julia. Her eyes unlike Ceasars, possessed a tender gaze kind and noble an essence true fitting of an empresse. Julia, who was never too far behind Calpurina, tug on her lavish colored stola to notify her of visitors. Calpurina quickly walked over to see who they were. From a far she could see distinguished broad stripes on their tunica laticlavia which meant these men were no ordinary men but senators. In fact, as they quickly approached she could see it was Marcus Junius Brutus and Gaius Cassius Longinus. As she walked away to find Ceasar and inform him, her body shook as if some kind of premonition took over her. Now slightly fearful of these men she continued for Ceasar.
