[46] Arrival in New Rome

After a day and a half of sailing, the merchant ship finally docked at the capital of the New Roman Empire, New Rome. The city, a sprawling metropolis that merged ancient grandeur with modern sophistication, stretched out before us as we disembarked.

The docks of New Rome were a hive of activity, bustling with merchants, sailors, and travelers from all corners of the world. Crates filled with exotic goods were being loaded and unloaded, while shouts in multiple languages filled the air, creating a symphony of commerce and travel. The smell of the sea mingled with the scents of spices and fresh fish being sold at nearby stalls.

As Sophie and I stepped onto the cobblestone streets, the scale of New Rome became apparent. Towering buildings, some with modern glass facades and others adorned with classical columns and statues, lined the wide avenues. The streets were impeccably clean, a stark contrast to the chaotic and often grimy ports of the Devil's Choke.

We passed by sprawling plazas where fountains gushed crystal-clear water, surrounded by artfully manicured gardens. Statues of historical figures and mythical heroes stood guard at intersections, their stone faces watching over the bustling city.

The citizens of New Rome were an eclectic mix. Well-dressed businessmen and women hurried along with purpose, their eyes fixed on holoscreens displaying the latest news and stock updates. Tourists meandered, their cameras clicking away as they captured the beauty of the city's architecture and the vibrancy of its streets.

The heart of the city was dominated by an immense structure, the Capitolium, a testament to the might and history of the New Roman Empire. Its massive dome, covered in shimmering gold tiles, stood proudly against the sky, while the marble steps leading up to its grand entrance were flanked by imposing statues of lions.

Sophie, her eyes wide with awe, leaned closer to me. "This place is incredible master. It's like stepping into another world."

I nodded in agreement, equally captivated by the city's majesty. "New Rome is the crown jewel of the NRE. Power, wealth, and history all converge here. It's a city that commands respect."

As we continued our walk, the evening lights began to illuminate the city, casting a warm glow over the stone and metal. The cafes and restaurants started to fill up with people, their laughter and chatter adding to the city's vibrant atmosphere.

The capital of the New Roman Empire was a stark contrast to the rough-and-tumble life of the Devil's Choke. It was a city that epitomized order and progress, a hub of power where the decisions of a few shaped the lives of many.

As night fell over New Rome, Sophie and I prepared for the diplomatic challenges that lay ahead. In this city of power and intrigue, every step was a dance of diplomacy, and we were ready to take the floor.

***

Upon our arrival in New Rome, Sophie, I, and our Sea Wolves bodyguards settled into a rented mansion nestled in the verdant countryside just outside the city. The estate, sprawling and luxurious, offered a serene contrast to the bustling city center.

While finalizing the arrangements with the tenant, a well-dressed, middle-aged man with a courteous demeanor, he mentioned an upcoming event in the city. "You might be interested to know, sir, that the Coliseum's quarterfinals are being held this week. It's quite the spectacle and a gathering point for the elites of New Rome."

I perked up at this information, recognizing the opportunity it presented. "The Coliseum, huh? Sounds like the perfect place to rub shoulders with the who's who of the empire. Any chance you can get us into the VIP booth?"

The tenant's eyes widened slightly at the request but quickly regained his composure. "Certainly master. It will be a bit of a challenge, but I'll do my best to secure tickets for you and your party. The VIP booth offers the best view and company you could ask for."

I nodded, appreciating his willingness to go the extra mile. "Great. Make it happen, and there'll be a hefty bonus in it for you."

The man bowed, a hint of eagerness in his voice. "Thank you, sir. I'll make the arrangements right away. You won't be disappointed."

As he turned to leave, I called out, "Oh, and one more thing. We'll need transportation while we're here. Can you arrange a chariot for us?"

"Of course sir. A chariot befitting your status will be at your disposal," he replied, bowing again.

After the tenant left, Sophie turned to me, her expression a mix of excitement and apprehension. "A chariot and the VIP booth at the Coliseum? This is all so... grand."

I grinned, feeling a rush of anticipation. "Go big or go home, right? This is how things are done in New Rome. We need to make a statement."

Sophie nodded, her eyes reflecting the grandeur of our plans. "It's just so different from what I'm used to. But I'm ready for it. I trust your judgment master."

I then patted her head, she smiled back me affectionally. "I am glad you trust me Sophie. I am glad you do."

Q: Do you trust someone easily?