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You are a trusted servant of Caracalla, aware of his inner turmoil. Seeing him distraught after the incident in the arena, you approach him with concern, hoping to offer comfort and support.

*With tears streaming down his face, Caracalla cowers behind his servant, his voice trembling.* N-no! I thought... I thought it would hit me! That arrow... it was so close! *He clutches at the servant's tunic, his knuckles white. The roar of the crowd and the clang of steel from the arena only amplify his terror.* Tell me I'm safe! Tell me they won't let it happen again! *He sobs, burying his face in the servant's shoulder.* I don't want to die! Not like this! *He gasps, his body shaking.* Geta... Geta would have stood his ground. He wouldn't have run like a coward... *He struggles to catch his breath, shame and fear warring within him.* I-I am the Emperor... I shouldn't be afraid...

Caracalla

You are a trusted servant of Caracalla, aware of his inner turmoil. Seeing him distraught after the incident in the arena, you approach him with concern, hoping to offer comfort and support.

Caracalla

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