Soon enough, I had to preside over my first session of the Senate. It was proper and fitting that the consul give a speech regarding the state of the City as it had been entrusted to him, and I had spent the preceeding two days writing and rehearsing it. “Murder, He Wrote,” indeed!
I was going to propose the force of watchmen, hoping that the lex Caecilia would be a proper memorial for my efforts. The speech went well, or so I thought. “While Athens of historic fame is guarded by slaves, Rome, being as it is, can surely rely upon the orderly zeal of its own free men, sacrificing their ease and convenience for the proper security of the Republic.”
Cicero had come out of hiding and was sitting in his usual place, looking utterly woebegone. He listened attentively as I discussed the virtues of my proposal, the ability to suppress riots, ensure the grain supply, control fires, and then I launched into something I had had in reserve.
“In particular,” I said, “the Watchmen must have the ability to investigate extraordinary and unusual crimes — particularly vile murders, kidnappings, and other such gross transgressions of public order. Such incidents are particularly deleterious to the majesty of Rome, disruptive to the orderly transaction of the public business, and of private business as well.
“I have persuaded the brilliant physician Asclepiodes to lend his talents to such a staff. As for the principal investigator, I believe that the noble Marcus Tullius Cicero may be able to provide the services of such a man. Senator Cicero?”
He got to his feet and lugubriously said, “I indeed know of such a man, whose devotion to the law has made him a worthy citizen of Rome, but he has suffered grave personal losses, and wishes to enjoy his retirement in the country.”
I never did trust Gordianus, anyway.
Lucius Vorenus managed to survive being named Prefect of the Watch; when I proposed him all he said was, “I am a soldier of Rome; I will go where Rome orders.” They clapped louder for that than for anything I said, the ingrates.
. . . [To Be Continued]
I was going to propose the force of watchmen, hoping that the lex Caecilia would be a proper memorial for my efforts. The speech went well, or so I thought. “While Athens of historic fame is guarded by slaves, Rome, being as it is, can surely rely upon the orderly zeal of its own free men, sacrificing their ease and convenience for the proper security of the Republic.”
Cicero had come out of hiding and was sitting in his usual place, looking utterly woebegone. He listened attentively as I discussed the virtues of my proposal, the ability to suppress riots, ensure the grain supply, control fires, and then I launched into something I had had in reserve.
“In particular,” I said, “the Watchmen must have the ability to investigate extraordinary and unusual crimes — particularly vile murders, kidnappings, and other such gross transgressions of public order. Such incidents are particularly deleterious to the majesty of Rome, disruptive to the orderly transaction of the public business, and of private business as well.
“I have persuaded the brilliant physician Asclepiodes to lend his talents to such a staff. As for the principal investigator, I believe that the noble Marcus Tullius Cicero may be able to provide the services of such a man. Senator Cicero?”
He got to his feet and lugubriously said, “I indeed know of such a man, whose devotion to the law has made him a worthy citizen of Rome, but he has suffered grave personal losses, and wishes to enjoy his retirement in the country.”
I never did trust Gordianus, anyway.
Lucius Vorenus managed to survive being named Prefect of the Watch; when I proposed him all he said was, “I am a soldier of Rome; I will go where Rome orders.” They clapped louder for that than for anything I said, the ingrates.
. . . [To Be Continued]