A man, a woman ? a common talent for manipulation, whether it be the emperor or gladiator slaves, poets or women in love... Tigellin, the cold-blooded animal, the damned soul of Nero, advises the latter to organize grandiose Games to distract the people, make him forget the great fire of Rome, the conspiracy of Pison... and to allow the emperor to win the palms of the greatest poet, and thus flatter his pride... Orgueil that Tigellin is not the only one to maneuver: the fearsome warrior, the Hydra, is always there, taped in a corner, and his influence even the imperatrice Poppeé is worried. The two manipulators make the pair: when one is guided by an overstated ambition, the other is in search of an outlet to his rage nourished his years in the service of Insanius. The old demons wake up, the past and the memories come together. You need more, as well as you need, the rest of me, the roots of the roots of his rage.