Blood Games
“His many years of uncertain fortune had given him a curious tolerance in some matters and complete inflexibility in others. Justus knew enough to be wary of this, and adapted his mood to that of his august host.
"The building on the new circus is going well?” he asked, solicitous of Vespasianus’ pet project.
The Emperor stopped to pull a handful of grapes from those that trailed over the arbor. “Not as fast as I would like, but well. These Jews know how to build, I'll say that for them, but they don't like to have Roman collars.” He sank onto a bench and began to eat the grapes.
Justus would have liked to emulate him, but knew that this would not serve his purpose with Vespasianus. He remained standing, hands clasped behind his back. “All Rome talks about the new circus. When do you think it will be ready?" Vespasianus took a moment to swallow his grapes. “Five years is what the architects tell me, but I know something about that breed.
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