SCENE III.
Court of TITUS's house.
A banquet set out.
5.3.1
There was a saying that way to a man’ heart was through his meals; it was Titus who believed in it. All his wives
spent their time in the kitchen with him the taster. Not all of them qualified to his taste so he indulged in coaching
them. He was an excellent cook himself; his specialties were the roasts. He also used the same concept on his
servants during the war. He did whole roasts to the servants after a rousing victory. They appreciated the gesture by
the commander, with their high morale.
Titus does not only believe in the food but also the décor. He will have the preparation of the décor to suit the
function; from the simple garland of ribbons and flowers to the elaborate dining sets for the official functions. On
that day when he planned the feast for the leader, he had done the elaborate one. He had the mansion decorated with
ribbons and every corner there was the bouquet of flowers. He had the long dining table of his lined up with the fine
culinary for his guests. He also had a separate table with less elaborate furnishings.
At the start of the feast, Titus had the serving servants lined up in the hall to await the guests. Lucas with his
entourage of Goths arrived with Aaron in tow was the firsts to arrive. They were met by Micheal.
“Uncle Micheal, since it is my father's mind that I repair to Rome, I am content.” Lucas greeted his uncle.
“However, if it’s a trick, please be advised that my army stand ready at the border.”
“And to thee befall what fortune will.”The accompanying Goths leader added on.
“Good uncle, take you in this barbarous Moor.” Lucas handed over the Moor. “This ravenous tiger, this accursed
devil; let him received no sustenance, fetter him till he be brought unto the Queen' face, for testimony of her foul
proceedings: and see the ambush of our friends be strong; I fear the leader means no good to us.”
“Some devil whisper curses in mine ear.” Aaron hissed back. His death deferred by the trickery of the other. “And
prompt me, that my tongue may utter forth the venomous malice of my swelling heart!”
“Away, inhuman dog! Unhallow'd slave!” Lucas retorted back. “Sirs, help our uncle to convey him in.”
The servants led the Moor to the adjoining chamber. It was then the servants at the doors announced the arrival of
the leader and his Queen.
“What, hath the firmament more suns than one?” Saturday dressed in his best; more gaily now that the Queen had
taken over his wardrobe designs. He looked more like a dressed up peacock without the later. He had seen the
assembled and frowned on the sight of Lucas and the Goths. He was truly annoyed for the banished son of the mad
baron then stood in leadership stead of the Goths. Such a dishonor to his own ranking and more so to addressed the
young insolence as his peer.
“What boots it thee to call thyself a sun?” Lucas heard the remark and challenged it back for he knew Saturday was
the leader on the blessing of his father and not by personal effort. He was to speak more but Micheal Adrian had
intervened. The fair Uncle of his ever the diplomat in such matters stepped in between them.
“Rome's leader, and ….. nephew, break the parle.” Micheal smiled apologetically at Lucas for not addressing him by
his rank but by his lineage. “These quarrels must be quietly debated. The feast is ready, which the careful Titus
had ordain'd to an honourable end, for peace, for love, for league, and good to Rome.”
“And to where is the honorable Titus? I see him not in hall.” Tamara voiced out in irritation while her eyes searched
for her sons.
“Please you, therefore, draw nigh, and take your places.” Micheal ever the diplomat pulled a chair for the Queen. He
motioned the Goths with Lucas to the other table. “It’s your father wishes for you. Please heed for he has his
reasons. An act he wished you all to view.”
“Micheal, we will.” Saturday sat himself and beamed his stare to the smaller table that housed the Goths. He felt
then his honor restored and gleefully took the drink offered by Micheal. He was into his second sip when the
servants announced the serving of the meals.
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