280 to 320 AD lullia II
Renatus befriended a young widow by the name Iullia. After he had already used nearly any excuse to spend more and more time with her, he asked her to wed him. She mokingly asked him what took him so long. He absolutely loved her curvy body but feared her fiery character at times. She ruled the art of diplomatics however and knew what to do or say, or NOT, for the best interest of her and her husband. She always stood beside him in public but indoors she would violently scream, throw doors and damn him to Hell at times. They fought over everything and nothing. She usually won, whether or not she was right. Luckely for any neighbours, their making up never was so loud. She was religious, born and raised in a Christian family, but pragmatic. Iullia strongly believed that they needed more Christians at high positions, not more nameless martyrs.
In 303 things heated up in the Eastern regions so bad, Iullia persuaded her husband for them to leave and live in with his brother for a while. Romulus was overjoyed and gave them a warm welcome.
Iullia, without children of her own, liked to spoil Romulus’ kids. It wasn’t always easy, even in Rome Christians were burned out their homes at times. But Romulus’ domus was a safe haven. Nobody dared to ask him to hand over his guests.
The bloody persecutions finally ended after ten years and Renatus was eager to leave again, being his own master instead of a guest. Iullia was visibly emotional by the parting. She came to love the family and the old city, but she followed her husband as always. They visited as frequentedly as work permitted untill Iullia’s failing health forbid it. She died a little over sixty. Renatus mourned for a long time. People were sad she was gone, if only because she could reason with Renatus unlike any other. The fastest way ever to get to him, was threw her.