Octavian said. ‘Perhaps I was mistaken.’
The reply seemed to rock Mark Antony. He closed his eyes for a moment, summoning his dignity.
‘I am in error, Octavian. I have not congratulated you on your adoption.’
‘Thank you,’ Octavian said. ‘I am pleased to see you thriving in such sad times. That is why I came to you. The will must be formally affirmed in Senate. I need a Lex Curiata. Will you propose it for me today?’
Mark Antony smiled tightly, shaking his head.
‘You may have noticed the city is only now recovering from riots. There is more than enough business to occupy the Senate until the end of the month. Perhaps then I will ask for time for your request.’
Octavian stood very still, aware of the lictors watching him.
‘It is just a formality. I thought that, for Caesar’s memory, you might move a little faster.’
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