{ themerrywivesofcaesar}
Claudius shuffled nervously to the room where Calpurnia was waiting for him - he was planning to write a history of Rome, starting with Caesar's dictatorship and ending with his own time. He had gotten permission from Livia, probably due to the reason she did not think about Calpurnia as important, and there would change nothing if he made a fool of himself. Struggling to not stumble, he sat in the chair, his slave Polybius standing next to him to take notes.
❝So, um, I-I-I wanted to a-a-ask you so-so-some questions about your late hu- hu- husband, the Di- di- divine Iulius. What was he like?❞













