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Gladiator:
He is everything
you want
He is everything
inside of you that you wished you could be
He says all the
right things at exactly the right times
Yet he means
nothing to you and you don’t know why
The necklace slammed angrily into the beautifully ornate chest, hopelessly and permanently scarring the wood and destroying the expensive jewels set in the polished silver chain. But the temperamental princess wasn’t just throwing a tantrum. She had a purpose. The necklace had been a gift.
Her maid nervously stuck her head through the tent’s bedchamber’s opening, concern etched all over her young and pretty features. “My Lady?”
“Get out!” the princes half-screamed, spinning on Alicia with a vengeance. Her normally immaculate appearance was hopelessly eschewed, and her beautiful face was furious. Now was not the time to bother her. Now her world had just fallen apart.
He is everything
you want
He is everything
inside of you that you wished you could be
He says all the
right things at exactly the right times
Yet
he means nothing to you and you don’t know why
Tears brimming in her blue eyes, Lucilla Aurelius searched frantically for something else to hurl, but everywhere she looked, she found him. He had touched that vase. He had sat in that chair. He had drank from that cup, liked that sculpture, stood by that dresser, shouted by that door…
With a wail of frustrated anger and pain, Lucilla collapsed wearily into the nearest seat. Did that bastard have any clue what he had just done to her heart? Did he realize what he had lost, all because of one stupid battle? Grim determination filled her mind. The son of a bitch probably had no clue. Well, he would not ever get her back. Never – not in this life or the next. She had been willing to give him anything – and had already knowingly sacrificed her heart and her soul – but obviously that wasn’t enough. He had to be the typical macho army man and run to his men every time something went wrong, as if the Roman Army weren’t the best in the world. And she’d thought Maximus was different.
The bastard couldn’t’ even understand that she had been trying to protect him! She had loved him – now that was dead – and had not wanted to lose him. Couldn’t Maximus see that this was a hopeless cause? Rome could not possibly win now. Too man had already been lost, and – damn him! – Maximus was determined to add his own life to that number.
Oh, and how ungrateful he was. She had tried to save him, and what did that bring her? Despair. Bastard. She’d never bother trying to show him what he’d lost, because he clearly didn’t know or care.
He is everything
you want
He is everything
inside of you that you wished you could be
He says all the
right things at exactly the right times
Pushing his horse on harder, Maximus tried to reason with the dread filling his soul. He would win this battle. He had no choice.
But it wasn’t the battle that was bothering him…
She is everything
you want
She is everything
inside of you that you wished you could be
She says all the
right things at exactly the right times
Damn that woman! Who did she think she was, to decide to sacrifice his men needlessly just so she could protect him? Protect? Maximus did not need nor want protection. He was a Roman general. Danger and risk were part of his life, and death was likely a part of the profession. What was her problem? He wasn’t another of her expensive toys. He’d thought their relationship was real, that their love was true, and that they understood each other. Well, that obviously wasn’t true because she could not understand his responsibility to his men. They were dying…
Maximus urged Argento on faster. He could not fail them…
She is everything
you want
She is everything
inside of you that you wished you could be
She says all the
right things at exactly the right times
His heart ached madly. She’d thrown it all away, hadn’t she? So easily broken his soul in two because he’d heartfully given it to her. He’d given her everything and then had been delegated down to a level below the equal she’d always claimed he was. He’d sworn an oath to Rome – couldn’t Lucilla see that? He could not, would not, betray that oath. It was duty. Maximus could not fail Rome – even if it meant losing her love.
Well, he’d done that quite well… Sounds of swords and screaming drifted to his ears. The battle was close. Putting on his game face and hardening his heart, Maximus shut his past love far behind him.
I am everything
you want
I am everything
inside of you that you wished you could be
I say all the
right things at exactly the right times
Disclaimer: “Gladiator” is not mine. Neither are the song lyrics (but sorry, I don’t remember whose they are. They just stuck in my mind). So please don’t sue me. I’m just having fun.