"You're bad at it. Leave it to the others."Asher said amused as he got comfortable, shifting so gabriel was laying between his legs, draco cudled against his side. Wrapping his arms around the smaller vampire, he rested his chin on the other's head as he opened the book."So.You've bugged me for centuries to tell you how I ended up in america, homeless and barefoot. Well.Where else do you start a story but the beginning?"He sighed absently stroking his fingers over the leather."The story of Cleopatra an Caesar's romance is a old one, one of ramance and love so deep it past all other bonds. Even the ones he felt for his country, his home. By the time he came to egypt he was lord master of the roman empire, and m..cleopatra was a queen the likes he had never seen. She was headstrong, stubborn, and beyond anything else, beautiful. Yet when he took her to rome, the roman people hated her, for being egyptian. For being a heathen in their civilized society. Yet, he wouldn't let her go. ForCaesar, cleopatra was his aphrodite, his goddess.
And rome went to war with itself, over a foreign queen, and it's lord master. Amazingly, they reached a stale mate, caesar livign in egypt while his nephew ruled over rome. For 20 years, things were peaceful, and egypt pospered under the attention of a military genius. But like most things, it changed. Octavian, Caesar's nephew, finally grew tired of not having the crown that he thought was rightfully his, so...he went to war with his uncle. And when the battle turned on caesar, he got devasting news, carried by his men. Cleopatra had killed herself."
"He fell on his sword.Because he couldnt imagine a world without cleopatra in it. Yet, the message had been garbled. She'd been taken to her tomb as a safe haven, because no one would raid a final resting place. But with her savior dead, her son sent into exile, and octivan standing victor, he did the unthinkable. He took Egypt's queen as his prisoner, and had every intention of parading her through the streets as a slave, a war prize that would bear his sons." Asher shuddered a little."Yet, when he went to retrieve her to take her to rome, he found her dying, posioned by her own hand by a asp's bite. Looking at her he smiled as she died, watching her. Because he knew what she was. She was the daughter of kings, an chose to be a queen, even in death."He sighed shuddering closing his eyes."In loving the most powerful man in rome, she'd made a enemy of the second. And it had broguht her world and mine, crashing down."