You know that post about 'Romanisation' I linked to recently?
Well, Gillian Bradshaw has written an entire novel all about how it might feel to become Romanised, and why people ended up doing it! And it's set in Roman Britain in the second century!
And it has Hadrian's Wall, and Roman Cavalry (though not Roman Cavalry Choirs, because that is a mishearing, which is very sad) and loot, and wagons, and slaves, and Sarmatian armour and legionary armour, and the merits of different sorts of bow, and the advantage of paperwork over memory, and turning your enemy's head into a beermug, and balancing the budgets, and the horrifying exposure of unwanted infants, how to keep draughts out of your wagon, and how a hypocaust might be even better, unpleasant nature of Roman horse furniture, and a whopping great Princely Duel at the end.
Oh yes, and TWO flavours of druid, and a sprinkling of early Christians, some of which get fed to wild beasts despite being really nice.
What more could one possibly want?