"I won't." Marcus replied, smiling as he sat up more in bed. He knew he wouldn't. Laelia was special, he knew it. How? He wasn't quite sure yet, but still he knew he wanted to take her back to Rome. He climbed out of the bed and began searching for his cloths. He pulled his tunic on before beginning to wrap his toga around himself. As he finished dressing, he felt a low rumble as the ground shook slightly. After a few seconds it stopped and Marcus relaxed. There had been one yesterday too, but the locals hadn't seem fazed so Marcus assumed they were a fairly regular occurrence but he still wasn't too comfortable with it. [i]Another bonus of the capital. No tremors.[/i].He thought to himself.