Well, I cannot complain.

I'll have Drusus's bride, even if I can't have his money or his life." And so deliberating, he put on his finest saffron-tinted synthesis, his most elegant set of rings, his newest pair of black shoes,[120] and spent half an hour with his hairdresser; and thus habited he repaired to the house of the Lentuli.
[120] Black shoes were worn as a sort of badge by _equites_.
"The Lady Cornelia is in the Corinthian hall," announced the slave who carried in the news of his coming, "and there she awaits you." Lucius, nothing loth, followed the servant.

A moment and he was in the large room.

It was empty.

The great marble pillars rose cold and magnificent in four stately rows, on all sides of the high-vaulted apartment.