For once, Princess learns of her Arranged Marriage done realistically
Usually in popular dramas and fiction the heroine is made to cry tiresomely, “Gasp! Shock! But I do not love him! How can I marry a man I do not love?” Which is an utterly implausible reaction, given that she must have grown up expecting to marry for political alliance; that’s precisely what princesses are for, after all.
Not in TFotRE, however. Instead we get (I paraphrase):
Lucilla: Daddy, is it absolutely necessary for me to marry this smarmy raghead who you clearly don’t trust as far as you could kick him, and go to live in his kingdom outside the borders of the empire where even you won’t be able to protect me if things get sticky?
Marcus Aurelius: I’m afraid so, darling. Sorry.
Lucilla: Bugger. Oh well, I’ll start getting my trousseau packed, then.
Love it!