[s4e1] Working For Caligula -

"Gather the spoils!" Caligula screamed over the roar of the surf.

Lucius went back to his scrolls, his heart hammering against his ribs. He knew the truth: in the court of Caligula, you didn't work for a man, you worked for a storm. And the only way to survive a storm was to be as flexible as the reeds he used for pens. [S4E1] Working for Caligula

"Remember," his predecessor had whispered while packing his bags with trembling hands, "never look him in the eye, but never look away. Never laugh unless he laughs, and for the love of the gods, if he asks you to dinner, bring your own taster." "Gather the spoils

Lucius didn't blink. He dipped his reed into the ink and began to write. Article I: The Consulship of the Equine. And the only way to survive a storm