Snippet #5004

Vittoria was enjoying his company but didn't know whether to get close to him or stay a distance. She knew what she wanted, just not what to do. If she did as her 'father' had asked he might kill Spurius before the end of the battles. She watched as the latest entertainment entered. It got very hot and she began to sweat a bit. He didn't understand how she was a slave and she knew that. Letting people completely into her life was not easy for her to do. She watched the fire twirlers and wished she could bare that much skin and fling dangerous flames about her body. She had no real ability, in fact she knew how to do one thing and that was manipulate people. What a crap skill.

She found it amusing that he hadn't known how to treat greeting her. He was more educated than the others. Perhaps that's what was making her loose her breath when he talked, or just the heat. She bowed her head as she informed him. "You kneel and kiss my hand" She never really like this jester but to see him contemplate it made her a little gitty. She imagined him free and what he would do, then she found she couldn't imagine him doing anything else. The gods had to be terribly cruel to doom them like this.

She knew it was coming, the question that would make or break the deal. Either she could answer truthfully and spark his ever lasting interest or she could deny him the answer and seem like she doesn't trust him. She looked at her father and back to Spurius. The moisture that built up on her body began running down and in between her chest. "I do horrible things for my father, things no one should be forgiven for." she began walking into one of the private rooms.