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This the 2nd Historical Medallion of Zulo Tale
Beware Caesar the Ides of March
By Eric
Julius Caesar stepped out onto the balcony, and waved condescendingly
at the Roman mob - how fickle they were - now they were cheering him,
tomorrow they might be screaming for his blood. He had a major decision
to make. Tomorrow he would be offered the Kingship by many. Should he
accept or no? His wife, the above suspicion boring woman, was for it.
What a surprise! Mark Anthony was for it. Brutus was against it -
another big surprise. He sighed wearily; there were no surprises left
in the world. He had done that, and seen it all.
He decided on a whim one evening to grant Cleopatra's request for a
visit. The woman was a real ambitious bitch, but he might as well hear
what she had to say and have another roll in the straw. She was good,
she was very, very good.
On his way to her palace, he heard a dirty soothsayer call out,
"Caesar, Beware the Ides of March!"
'Another charlatan,' he thought. If Caesar had lived his life guided by
fears, he would have been cowering in a cellar, instead of being the
most powerful man in the world. A man can only die once, was his motto!
Cleo fawned all over him, but he was not deceived. She only loved him
for his power.
"I beg you, my god, divorce what's her name, and marry me! Only I am
worthy of being the bride of the king of the world."
Caesar sighed wearily. They had had this conversation many times.
"It is not politic for me to marry you. You are not a citizen of Rome,
you are not Roman aristocracy - even our friendship has caused problems
in the Senate."
"Is that your final word, then?" she asked with the tears of Nile
crocodiles in her lustrous eyes. She was a raven haired beauty, and
twenty years younger than he. He suspected she was also warming her bed
with Mark Anthony, but he wasn't jealous. Jealousy was for lesser men.
It was destructive of reason.
He nodded.
She smiled like a cruel cat. "You see this, O Mighty Caesar?"
He stared very disinterestedly at a cheap looking medallion. "What of
it?"
"It is very ancient. Observe what happens when I put it on."
"Nothing," he said, bored.
"Perhaps it needs the kiss of my lover," she said with a seductive
smile.
Cleo leaned forward, and embraced him. He felt a tingle. 'What the
Hades!?' he wondered.
Cleo laughed, "You fool! You should have shared power with me - married
me! Now all the power will be mine!"
Caesar felt faint, weak. He saw with great interest Cleopatra's lovely
young form grow taller and become himself, just as his battle hardened
body grew soft, weak and smooth. Soon, to the outward world, he was
Cleopatra, and she was the great Julius Caesar!
"How?" he asked with her voice. More interested than horrified. There
was something new under the sun, after all. He already knew the answer
to why, of course - power and greed.
She laughed triumphantly with his voice. "This! The ancient Medallion
of Zulo!" She threw it into the Tiber. "From now on, I'm Caesar, and
you're my whore. Any trouble with you, and I will send you in chains to
the Coliseum, to be food for the lions. What do you think of that?"
"Very interesting - I have never believed in Magic before."
"You're taking it very calmly, Caesar" she said, surprised.
"I take everything calmly."
"Even this, my proud beauty?" she mocked.
It was strange to grabbed by your former body, and be ruthlessly
kissed.
Julius smiled - strange but enjoyable. Cleo's body - now his body, had
a capacity for pleasure and sensuousness unknown to him. Even as he
cried out with pleasure, a part of his mind was examining it.
Cleo, now Caesar, left - "I Best go home to MY wife. Keep your mouth
shut if you want to have a head!"
Julius, now Cleo, nodded.
The next day, her newly acquired servants ran in screaming.
"Calm yourself," she ordered coolly. "What has happened?"
"Oh, your majesty. Great Caesar is dead! Stabbed by Brutus, and many
others in the senate. They claim he was ambitious! What shall we do?"
They were astounded to hear Cleopatra laugh. "Beware Caesar, of the
Ides of March!" she said, smiling. She thought for a moment, and
commanded, "Have my ship made ready! It is best we get away from the
civil war coming to Rome! Back to Egypt!"
The new Cleopatra smiled ironically. 'It is better to be a live, YOUNG
Queen, than a dead king, after all,' she thought.
Mark Anthony unexpectedly came in to kiss her good-bye.
The End
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