Sarah Posted November 1, 2022 Share Posted November 1, 2022 Spurius nodded as Ione thanked him, that was more what he'd been expecting. She was a funny thing, clearly well suited to slavery if not to prostitution, since she seemed to do best when given orders. He wondered what she would do with that freedom she supposedly dreamed of, if she actually had it. He suspected that, unless he wed and quickly, she would likely end up in trouble. But perhaps she might surprise him. He watched as she undressed, enjoying the view of her slim, lithe form, then regarded her a little more critically as she pulled the linen tunica over her head. It was a little too big, as he'd feared, though that was far easier to fix than it being too small. The colour suited her. But she seemed a bit puzzled over the palla, initially trying to wrap it like a toga, but it wasn't long enough. He wasn't overly familiar with the fashions in Greece but he supposed she'd never really worn one. Could you help me dominus? I...don't know how. "Come here." He beckoned her to him, preferring to remain seated so that he could use both hands. Gently he took the fine, soft woolen fabric from her hands and passed it behind her, draping the middle over her head so that her hair just peaked out from under the edge. "Outside, women often wear it like this." He explained, thinking that she must have seen many women doing so, as he draped the tail ends around her shoulders so that they fell, one in front and the longer end behind, to pass under her right elbow and be looped over her left. He was no body slave but he got it to sit roughly how most women seemed to wear them. "Or you can wear it about your shoulders." He added, gently folding the edge down off her hair and about her slim shoulders. The colours really did suit her, she just needed a belt for the tunica. And it was far finer than anything he'd seen her wear so far, even that pink chiton from last week. That thought triggered another thought. "If you're worried about taking these clothes back to the Elysium, you can leave them here if you want." He added, not sure whether it was fear of theft or damage that made her hesitant to take them. Not that he wanted to restrict when she wore them, her wanted her to be able to enjoy them, but didn't want that enjoyment to be short lived. Who knew but Armenius might think the clothes worth selling. As a slave she could own nothing but what her master permitted. @Sara 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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