You’re fucking the wife of a tribune, Hyllus my
boy — a man who wears a sword to work. You think the worst that can happen
is he’ll make you his bitch. I wouldn’t want to be
you. There you’ll be, balls-deep, and he’ll lop it off. ‘But that’s
against the law!’ Come again?
What you’re up to, Hyllus — is that
within the law?
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