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Morning - March 14, 44 BC
Story and his comopanions, accompanied by Caelia Alba, Artemis Gaius Sylvius, and Spurius Papirius Valens, made their way through the majestic front entrance to the palace. The inside was even more splendid than the outside. The floors were decorated with mosaics and the walls with murals. Statues with a decided Egyptian theme were also prevalent, including several that had the body of a man and the head of an animal. There was one with the head of a cat, another with what looked like a dog's head, and a few other forms. None of them had the head of a snake, however. The statues were inlaid with gold and precious stones. The group proceeded straight ahead as instructed, and soon everyone came to a lavish antechamber and caught up with Titus Iunius Philo. The augur had walked slowly, so he had only just arrived himself. Two more Egyptian guards flanked a pair of mahogany double doors at the far end of the chamber. In one corner stood Adelphus, speaking with an Egyptian woman in hushed tones. She was not Cleopatra. While her clothing was made of expensive and rare silks from further east than Egypt, she was clearly a servant here, albeit a prominent one.
"He is Horus, son of Osiris and Isis, the battler of darkness," the guard whispered in his deep timbre. Artemis turned and caught the guard's face and noticed that his was pointing to the most exquisite of female forms that was the one statue that did not have an animal head, rather she wore a large headdress of a disc held between horns. Artemis had never seen anything so ornate in its bejeweled
adornments that followed a truly sublime feminine form. "The Queen herself was the model for that statue," the guard's rich toned whisper interrupted his As he studied the statue of fine wood, gold, and jewels criss-crossing the body. Artemis felt his face flush and he quickened his pace hearing the chuckle coming from behind him which only made him blush even more so.
He came up behind the group he had had the good fortune of falling in with. As he did so, he saw an older man bow slightly to a woman finely attired and beautiful in her own right, but not of the same beauty of the statute that had captured his thoughts moments ago. They were conversing and while he caught the name of Caesar and his wife Calpurnia, Artemis could not understand the language. The older man bowed slightly and started to turn as the group came to a stop. The woman was finely dressed and wore gold and small jewels, all of which exceed any value that the retired soldier had ever seen in his life.
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