Why, there they are both, baked in that pie;
Whereof their mother daintily hath fed,
Eating the flesh that she herself hath bred.
This Aaron feller turns out to be quite a villain, as we see when he is captured by Lucius and his troops and confesses to being behind much off the mayhem that has gone on so far. If that wasn’t villainous enough, not only is he not repentant for his “heinous deeds” but wishes he had done “a thousand more,” a number he later revises to ten thousand. Which is hardly any way to win friends and influence people.
As Tamora goes to pull a fast one on Titus, the tables are turned. After she leaves her sons are done away with and their bones and blood are used as ingredients for a dish to be served at an upcoming banquet. Which Titus kicks off in fine form by killing Lavinia. Tamora is next to go at the hand of Titus, but not before she’s had a chance to dine. Then Titus is knocked off by Saturninus, who is in turn done in by Lucius. Keep those scorecards handy, sports fans.
Lucius takes over as emperor and as for Aaron, he is unrepentant to the bitter end – which finds him being buried alive. It couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy.