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Caracalla and Geta circle him now, gleaming in their golden armour, both shorter than him, slighter, the smaller one half-woman in his finery and the plumpness of his flesh.
“Since your wife spurns us,” Caracalla says, eyes intent on the blood trickling down Acacius’ neck, “You must join us at the palace.”