Cleopatra Occult

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with her brother?”
    “He’s a runt.” Mark looked off in thought. “Cleopatra gave Rome a grand parade the last time she was here. She hoped it would make the Romans love her so she might have some favor with Caesar. Sure Rome loved her but for only as long as she was parading.”
    Phaedra gave a dreamy smile. “Rome still loves her. For one, they love that she bothered showing up to pay tribute. That means a lot. Putting so much effort into showing respect means a lot to people.”
    Mark didn’t seem convinced.
    Phaedra nodded. “They still talk about it in the forum. They said it was a wonderful parade. They said they’d never seen a parade flow by as if they were watching a sparkling river. They say she magically brought the Nile to the streets of Rome. They say she is a water witch. They say so much about her.”
    He didn’t look impressed. “She knows how to do show, sure.”
    Phaedra asked, “Isn’t that a lot of what a ruler is? Show? I bet her show was marvelous. I wish I was there. Did you get to see her close up? How is she? Is she like a goddess? Is she resplendent?”
    Mark nodded. “Sure I saw her close—on the same couch.”
    “Oh my.”
    “We just talked. We were talking about how Caesar was such a god and should rule all the Roman Empire as a dictator. We only talked about Caesar, as he would have it—he was there too. Of course everything goes better if just one person is in charge and he’s as smart as Caesar. We talked about Hegemony. That’s the political, economic and military control of one state over others. Greece once did it. Rome will do it bigger and better.”
    “What was she wearing?”
    “I don’t know... a lot of stuff you could see through but you couldn’t see anything but gold.”
    “Oh my! What were her shoes like?”
    “Just shoes. No, wait… she wore Egyptian style sandals. She wore Egyptian style things head to toe. She’s an odd duck, for being from Alexandria.”
    “But wouldn’t they dress Egyptian in Egypt?”
    Mark answered, “No, not there. That city acts like its own country. It’s mostly Greeks living there.”
    “Is she like a goddess?”       
    Mark frowned. “Once, maybe. But the years are hard on a ruler like that.”
    “She was feeble?”
    “She’s twenty-eight years old and she made Caesar laugh all the time… but it seemed calculated and fawning.”
    “I’m sure she was fantastic in every way.”
    “She has a gift for trying very hard while looking like she’s not.”
    Phaedra asked how that was done.
    “To put it too simply, her mind races while she holds languid poses… and the casual bon mots have all been planned for well in advance, I had the sneaking suspicion. That’s my guess.”
    “Did Caesar notice?”
    “He notices everything. And he pointed it out to her, once. But she quickly responded, a queen always crashes into repose .”
    Phaedra asked what that meant.
    Mark shook his head. “I have no idea and I bet Caesar didn’t either. But he likes to laugh so he laughed.”
    “And then what did she do?”
    Mark smirked. “Oh, by then she was on to the next witticism, I’m sure. She shoots them like arrows and only expects one out of ten to hit the mark, but she always has ten more. She can be confusing that way as she wears you down and your mind isn’t your own anymore… and you laugh until you just enjoy yourself.”
    Phaedra looked down. “It must be so dull to ride with a woman like me on a road like this after having been with a woman like her.”
    He shook his head. “No. You don’t worry about what you’re going to say. You don’t calculate everything. You’re just a very pretty woman.”
    “She has flesh too, I’m sure, and is pretty enough.”
    Mark shook his head again. “She was like a queen who knew she had to win a family quarrel or be killed. She seemed to have already turned into the marble statue for the ages, even by then.”
    “She had her charms , I’m sure.”
    “She insisted
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