" Mira bowed respectfully and turned to go when she was pulled gently back by Drusus and held in front of him. Mira found herself meeting his gaze, feeling pulled into his embrace. For a moment, they stared into each other's eyes, and Mira suddenly wished they had met on different terms. Now she was leaving him, she felt something besides fear toward him. "

― , The Work of Thy Hand A Novel of Early Christianity