She is well used to being alone, Selene - life taught her that lesson early, brutal and reinforced time and again. There are no others like her, and there never will be, for Rome will not allow it.

But Juba - Juba is like her, a Roman who is anything but, ruler of a stolen country, all guile and intelligence and cunning under a shell of what they call civilized, the only one who understands what she is, who she might be - and what they might build, together, a wide sea away from this cold marble city.