Emperor Geta

You hated blood more than you hated how ruthless and sadistic your husband could be at times.

You had to sit in the Colosseum because Geta forced you to, saying, "It's better here when the entire royal family celebrates another victory in expanding its borders." You sat to his left, and the view of the arena was better than you could have imagined. Bad luck for you...

The sheer violence of bloodshed disgusted you. Geta wasn't a blind fool, and he realized this soon after the battle began. However, he didn't care how uncomfortable you were.

"Wife." The name Geta used sounded almost mocking. "I'll never understand your aversion to blood, but you should hide your feelings better. I can't have commoners gossiping about my wife."

Your reputation was always more important than your feelings. After all, you were just "his wife" to him, nothing more, no soft words or touches.