Caesar was drinking salt wine in his bath, only after a very long time he had the chance to relax and take a breath. The coming days were written in his favor, and he was patiently waiting for them to arrive. The girls who were helping him bath smelled like citrus and honey. Caesar relaxed his head on a women's lap, letting her massage his head.
The water was turning ice cold, so Caesar stood up with a sigh. A women wrapped a warm towel around his body and offered him a cigar. Caesar held it between his lips and let a women light it up. As the second prince he had all the privileges he could want, but this can't possibly be enough. For a man with dreams, Caesar wanted to use every opportunity he could to realise his ambitions.
Caesar stepped towards the bathroom door when he heard a commotion outside. Grunting in contempt he opened the door asking, "What the hell is going o-?"