I gave very little thought to Oenomaus during Blood and Sand. His character was bound by a rigid code of duty and honour, yet there was a stoicism to him that didn’t really appeal to me, not when there were so many other vibrant characters.
And then Gods of the Arena happened. I saw a completely different Oenomaus; still one bound by duty and honour, but one that smiled and laughed easily and loved many people very deeply. His friendship with Gannicus was heartfelt and his marriage to Melitta tragic and beautiful in so many ways. He was forced to kill a man he loved and respected and called friend, lost his wife to the afterlife and lost his closest friend to freedom. I loved how we saw the such heartbreaking developments that shaped him into the man we saw in Blood and Sandi.
Plus now we know the reason why he never drinks wine.