No, she doesn't get off that easy

"Let her live!" Agrona screamed as she saw her sister's flailing arms and legs start to slow. "Have mercy on her, she's but a child!"

"She was no child when she took up a blade to attack me," Titus growled, still holding the weakening girl under water as his softening cock slipped out of her ravished cunt. He gave Agrona a feral grin, letting her fear for her sister grow, before pulling Dierdre's head out of the water. Her body shuddered as she desperately sucked air into her lungs, gasping and sobbing in relief and terror.

Titus let her go, and the exhausted Celtic girl clung to the edge of the bath as she panted. Agrona looked at her with relief, then looked up at Titus with wrathful eyes that she tried to soften.

"Thank...you...Legate...for your mercy," she said, each word seeming to cause her great effort to say.

Titus merely grinned at her again.

"She doesn't deserve so easy a ****," he said with a cold chuckle. He clapped his hands and his body servant immediately entered the bath chamber with two soldiers.

"Take this treacherous bitch and put her in a kennel," Titus said as he gestured to the gasping and trembling girl in his bath. "Her life is forfeit, but I want her kept alive and well. I want her to savour her **** when it finally comes."

Agrona's eyes widened in horror, her mouth tightening in fury. Titus pointed to her. "Tie that one to a post in my bedchamber, and put those whelps in my bed." He gestured to the twins who cowered and hugged each other a few yards away. "Let this so-called queen be witness to Roman might and power when I take the spoils of victory from their nubile bodies."