Aulus sees one of his men get hit by a spear, but has no time to react as a fork bearded Gaul attacks him with a sword, slashing towards his face.
Aulus attempted to parry the Gaul's slash with his shield and deliver a thrust of his own under the attacker's guard.
"Oh? I look forward to it." Anai smirked. She then turned to the guards and nodded to them. "Take them away to, the dungeons." She slapped Yasca's butt as she was escorted away. "I will pay you a visit later." She then turned to priestesses. "Prepare ceremony, we shall be sacrificing these traitors to the gods." She turned to the loyal official. "All according to the law." She raised her eyebrow, waiting for his confirmation.
"How... convenient for my cousin." She said with sarcasm. "Oh?" She raised an eyebrow. "Your offer is rather... dissatisfying." She crossed her arms. "I am about to become a ruler of this city, and could easily capture you now, seeing that you have no bodyguards... With that, we could easily negotiate peace... that would secure my position." She cocked her head. "Yet you offer... what? survival as a second class citizinet? I have ambitions of my parents, father. I will not be satisfied with such a... meager offer."
Aulus feels the hit in his shield arm, as he parried the attack. He caught with the shield the barbarian's sword and used this chance to thrust into man's unprotected belly. The man screamed and fell back. As he looked up he noticed another opponent charging at him. This one was a large, almost two meters tall man, wielding a two-handed great axe.
The official nods his assent, confirming that it's all legal. The priestesses head off to get to work, and Yasca is pulled away, glaring at Anai.
"Could you really negotiate peace?" Pesca crosses his arms, looking as though disappointed in his daughter. "Really, I thought that someone with her parent's ambition, she might have inherited their smarts, too." He paces slightly. "Do you really think that Rome would ever be satisfied with anything but complete submission? Do you really think my enemies wouldn't take the opportunity to claim the glory of conquering Nane themselves, and burn the city to the ground to make sure I and my supporters are dead?" He scoffs. "You may rule eventually over Nane, but you won't hold it for long. Rome spent 20 years to conquer Sicilia. It won't tolerate humiliation, not in the final step." Pesca stops. "As my daughter, you'd have access to wealth, contacts, power... The Carthaginians are being evicted from their lands here. With my support, you could gain much of that land, and become the wealthiest woman in Sicilia, selling food all across Mare Nostrum." He looks up at her. "Maybe Nane could be spared, with you as governor. I can't guarantee it, but it's possible." Pesca steps forward, braving the spears to reach out and touch his daughter. "Plus... I love you." He gives her a tender look and strokes her cheek. "You're my daughter, no matter what side you're on, and I want you with me."
"Anai turned to her daughter." Well, I will leave you to your devices, while I will entertain Yasca." She said, and with that, she went to Yasca's prison cell.
Taia frowned hearing the arguments of Rome's future actions. "You are promising... it has a certain charm, I will admit... but are you able to keep your side of the deal? And, at what cost?" She narrowed her eyes. "Love me you say? You sure have a strange way of showing it - when you need it." She paused. "Let's cut to the chase. What do you offer and what do you want?"
Heading into the dungeons, she sees the busty woman restrained to a chair but otherwise completely unharmed. The guards evidently know that any damage on the noble will be inflicted personally by their lady. Despite her current situation, Yasca looks immaculate, makeup perfectly framing her beautiful face, and golden jewellery hanging from her ears and nipples, and around her waist. "Do what you will, whore." Yasca looks up at Anai, hate in her eyes. "The Romans will do the same when they catch you." She gives a cruel laugh.
"With Nane in my hands, I will be able to do as I please in Rome, including giving you the freedom to gain wealth you never could have here." He looks at her deeply. "I have little regard for your mother, but you're my child, and I love you. If I'd known that Anai and her sister would get pregnant, I would have brought them both with me, and you'd be where you belong right now." He smiles. "Fine, to business." He nods. "I want you to feed me information about the city's defences during the siege. Eventually, I'd want you or your people to open the gates. Alternatively, I could help you overthrow your mother." He shrugs. "In return, you become my daughter officially, with all the opportunities for wealth and power that that entails."
Anai smiled and walked up to the table and took a pair of weights. "Perhaps. Perhaps not." She said as she walked up to a woman and attached weights to her jewellery hanging from her nipples, adding weights. Making the woman feel an additional weight on her impressive tits. "But I have secured the survival of my home. Can you say the same?" She asked as she moved her hand over the woman's shapely tits.
"And end up as a slave, just like my sister? I think I had quite a good deal in my life, in comparison. Mother made sure I was educated and lacked nothing." She smirked as she considered his offer. "You are presenting quite a... deal." She hummed. "Let's say, for a moment, that I believe you - as I highly doubt your love since it's the first time you seen me. How do I know you will keep your part of the deal?" She paused. "And what do you want to do with mother dear?"
Yasca keeps her mouth shut as the weight increases, but when it evens out, she looks back at Anai. "You've secured nothing."
"Your mother is done." Pesca shakes his head. "She'll be taken to Rome, possibly as part of my triumph, if I get one, and then her fate will be up to the senate." He sighs. "I can offer little guarantee that I'll keep my end of the deal, or that I love you. It's true, though, all of it." He looks at her earnestly. "I want you by my side."
"Prehaps. perhaps not." Anai hummed, unclipping woman's loincloth. "But I have still time." She slid her fingers into the woman's count. "You, on the other hand, have lost everything." She started thrusting her hand, quickly exciting the woman. She grabbed her tit and started groping it. "Do you wonder, what I have in store, for you? For your family?"
"And what will the senate do with her?" She asked, her face hard, unreadable. "You at least seem to be... somewhat truthfully. What if the Senate, will overrule you?" She wondered.
"Mmmh..." Yasca fails to supress a groan as Anai's fingers enter her. The governor quickly feels wetness on her fingers. "I-I know what you do."
"If I had to guess, the senate will sentence your mother to a public execution. Probably nothing too gruesome." He says matter of factly. "If she's lucky, she'll be sent into slavery. I haven't seen her since that night, but if she's like her sister, she's probably aged quite well. I wouldn't be surprised if one of the senators gives some bribes to have the senate spare her, so he can have her for himself. That's just speculation, though."
"I am moving my fingers in your pussy, turning you on." She pinched her nipples. "That is rather obvious." Anai smirked. "But I will bite. What I am doing?"
