Ascanius founded his own city, calling it Alba - Longa, the real residence of the Aeneas dynasty. The kings ruled there, there were as many as the biblical patriarchs. The latter, Prokas, had two sons of Numitor and Amulius. Numitor was older, and power after his father passed to him. Amulius envied him. He gathered an army and threw his brother off the throne. To secure the throne for his sons, he made the daughter of Numitor, Ray Sylvia, vestal. Then the unexpected happened: Vestal gave birth to twins - Romulus and Remus. This happened at the behest of the gods. The father of these children was Mars. Everyone believed in it, except for Amulius. He ordered the vestal to be starved to death, and the twins to be thrown into the Tiber.
The river at that time spilled widely. The royal servants put the children in the basket and let them go with the flow. Water carried them under the Palatine Hill, where a fig tree grew. The basket caught in the trunk of the tree and remained so until the Tiber entered its channel. The children were hungry and cried. The wolf heard the crying and came to feed them. Every day she came at the same time and fed them with her milk. But the she-wolf had her own children, and it happened that she had very little milk left. Then a woodpecker, a bird of Mars, flew in and threw fruits and wild berries to the boys.
Once the royal shepherd, Favstul saw this miracle. Lurking in the thicket, he waited until the she-wolf had gone and the woodpecker had flown away. Then he came out of the shelter and saw two beautiful twins, which he and his wife had long wanted to have. He took the children home. In the shepherd’s hut, both princes grew up strong young men. They ran the whole group of peers. Arranged hunting, competitions, wrestling, hiking in real robbers. No one knew anything about their origin. Once a fight broke out between the shepherds of Numitor and Amulius. Romulus and Remus, who were in the service of the king, took the side of the people of Amulius. The fight ended with the abduction of Rem, who, in order to resolve the dispute, was brought to Numitor. The old, deposed king began to question the young man whose son he was. Rem told him what he heard from Faustulus: about the fig tree, she-wolf, and woodpecker. Numitor recognized his grandson in him and ordered to secretly bring Romulus. The three of them discussed the plan to overthrow Amulius. Two brothers with a group of armed men attacked the palace, chopped down the guards, sentenced the usurper to death, and put Numitor's grandfather on the throne.
However, in Alba Long, Rem and Romulus did not want to stay. They strove to found a new city, and for this, they chose that beautiful place where Faustulus found them. And immediately they began to argue which of them would give a name to the new city. They could not come to an agreement and decided to find out the will of the gods. Like, two augurs, they sat down at night on duty on two hills: Romulus - on the Capitol, Rem - on the Aventine. Remus the first saw six hawks flying, and before he could even give a sign, twelve appeared over Romulus. All recognized that the gods choose Romulus as the founder of the city. He ordered him to bring a plow, harnessed a couple of oxen and plowed around the Palatine land where Roma (Rome) should be built. A wide-furrow marked the boundaries of the future city and as if its first defensive rampart. All this time, Rem walked around the field and whistled. Finally, he stopped by the plowed land and began to laugh. “You are building a mighty city,” he shouted to his brother and jumped over the furrow. But Romulus was no longer a shepherd and pupil of Faustulus. He was already the king of Rome, the forefather of all its owners, leaders and dictators. He drew his sword and killed Rem. And, thinking about the story, which from that moment was ready to write down every word, he said that everyone would hear:
“May everyone die who dares to violate the border of my state by force.”
The city appeared, but there was no one to live in it. Only a small detachment remained with Romulus. The young king fenced off a grove on the Capitol, which he called the asylum - "refuge", and announced: whoever goes in there, even if he has a very big crime on his conscience, can feel safe, like a resident of a new settlement. It was a paradise for all the surrounding robbers.