Monstrorum Misericordia
As night fell over the city of Rome on this, the second day of September
the citizenry of Rome mourned the death of its greatest leader Augustus.
The imperator had died only a fortnight before and his body had been
carried from the southern municipality of Nuvlana all the way to Rome. Along
the way the body of Augustus was displayed to a grieving mass of citizens
some hundred thousand of which had escorted the departed Augustus back to the
capital for a state viewing and a public cremation. While the public mourned
their hero's death with wine in the streets, the Senate squared off against
the heir apparent Tiberius, and the equestrian families began selling their
allegiances to whichever side would advance their position the most.
The death of the man who had restored stability to Rome after its last civil war
might well be the cause of another savage struggle for power among Rome's elite at
a time when Rome was especially vulnerable to enemies both foreign and domestic.
With these issues in mind Junius Secundus Cato made his way down the dark and
filthy alley that lay in the nameless warren of streets between the old
Temple of Luna and the Temple of Diana in the lower Aventine. Regularly
he glanced over his shoulder in concern over the possibility of being
followed. A concern that had only grown since he had slipped out of his villa
in the Piscina Publica the low-lying district east of the Aventine Hill and
begun the long walk west along the Via Nova. That street was the lesser of two
roads in Piscina Publica and was less often used after the fall of night.
Secundus had chosen the Via Nova for that very reason hoping to avoid prying eyes
as he made his way towards the Porta Ardeatina a secondary postern or lesser gate
that primarily served cart traffic during the day and which was often closed by night.
The other larger gate, the Porta Appia, was highly fortified and heavily staffed by the
fourth cohort of Vigiles and Secundus had no desire to be stopped at the greater gate that
serviced the heavy traffic of the Via Appia which paralleled the Via Nova, but whose width
and wealth of business made it the most popular road for both wagons and pedestrians headed
into the heart of Rome. Secundus being of the rank of equestrian, a knight, would be recognized
by any of the seasoned watchman and recognition was what the aging knight most wanted to avoid
this particular evening.
To aid in avoiding notice Secundus had dressed in the clothes of one of his man-servants and
and had left behind both his armor and bodyguards. At just over fifty years old Secundus was
still fit for combat if not quite so spry. The gullies along either side of the sloping road
that led up to the Porta Ardeatina were heavy with brush and a well known place for highwaymen
to waylay the unwary or unprepared. Strangely, the old knight had seen no sign of bandits and
had passed through the postern at the cost of only a modest bribe. Still he had felt an uneasy
sense of being followed since passing through the Servian Walls and had taken special effort to
throw off any pursuit rather than lead a tail to this evening's meeting.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Porta_San_Sebastiano
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Regio_XII_Piscina_Publica
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vigiles
