he became my prince charming?

~Pricsilla~(February 14 79AD):

"Oh, nothing Prisy. Just giving you a ride back. Don't tell me you're gonna walk all the way back, giving your horse to me!", He slyly said. Yes, 'slyly' is the word!

"Uhh? Noo I can walk back... My house is quite nearby..."

"Hey it's about 5 mille passum!" ( A Roman distance measurement)

"Do you even know where my house is?!"

"Of course!! I have good sense of direction!! I remember how we came here too!"

Wait... How did he RECOGNIZE ME?!

"You know who I am?", I asked with a low voice.

"Yeah, we've been living together for a while..."

In Modern times it would have meant that, he was my boyfriend. That's not the case in ancient times I guess...

He started riding back.

"I was wearing a wig!! How did you know it was me?"

"Well, your brows are red, so of course!! But I still thought you were bald... But remember? That day you made me stare at your face for a while, so I'd recognize you... That was a perfect therapy for one to remember someone!!", he laughed, "why did you want to cover your beautiful hair with that ugly wig?"

"That's exactly why. People think it's beautiful... I once got almost sold to a slave trader because of my hair."

"Now am here, you've got nothing to worry about!! I'll protect you!!", He reassured me. I felt comfortable. But God gave me a tongue for arguing.

"First, you protect yourself from those people who want you dead! Then think about protecting me."

"Yeah, right!"

The rest of the journey was normal. He kept chattering something, which was a reassurance that he didn't change after knowing my identity.

(February 20 79Ad):

We were out for shopping. Since he can't show his face outside, I decided to give him my wig (he begged me for it). We gave ourselves a new identity. It's not that difficult to make ourselves into a completely new person in this ancient era. We just had to claim that we are so and so.

Augustus went by the name Flavius. And I decided to go by the female version of Augustus, 'Augustia'. The relationship between us was that of siblings.

We were at the dress store (for me of course! I didn't have many female clothing! The male ones too went to Augustus!).

"Sir, you need dresses for....??", The cashier asked.

"For her", Augustus pointed at me, "My wife."

"I asked you to call me your sister!", I whispered (more like grumbled) in his ear.

"Which brother named Flavius in this world will have a sister named Augustia? It doesn't sound 'sibling like'! Plus you have red hair!"

"Fine!!", I grunted.

And that's how, suddenly, out of the blue I became an idiot's wife.

After we came out, I dumped all the bags on him.

"What-"

"You're my husband right? Carry these for me, please?", I said sarcastically.

He sighed and took the bags.

"Look, we are husband and wife in name only!", He said.

"That's my line!", I turned to face him.

He chuckled. "You being you, huh?"

We walked back, not silently of course! He kept chattering.

"Hey there might be a ball in 3 days... You interested??", He asked with excitement.

"You, wanna die? If you show your face outside-"

"I know, I know! But still... they won't recognize me in this wig (the blonde one)!! And they'll think I am hiding somewhere!! They would have no idea I came to the Ball!!"

He had a point. Since anyway, I could do nothing fun in this ancient world, why not go attend the Ball?

So that was decided. We would be going.