Day has been tiring but far from over. Lucius' worries were forcefully pushed to back of his head, choosing not to concern himself with any matter that would break this small moment of peace. No matter how easy it seemed from the outside, the stress of running wealthy family would've ruined him if it were not for his sheer willpower. There was a time for business and time for rest... Now was the time for rest. With one deep sigh he lowered himself further into water, leaning back against the marble stairs with arms above water, holding him in steady and comfortable position. Hot water in the center of Rome... marvel of Roman engineering separating them from the barbaric tribes that surrounded them. He could already feel the worries of this world being washed away.<br/><br/>Soft sound of rippling water woke him up from brief moment of relaxation, spotting Lucia enter into the large pool... He did not even hear her get inside. With quick motion of finger he dismissed servants, allowing two of them to have their moment of absolute privacy. Eyes wandered, measuring Lucia up and down with soft grin ever-present on his lips. She... amazed him... not only because even by already high standards she was beautiful young woman.... but because just looking at her like this, stark naked before him in all her splendor, she managed to grow up right under his very nose.<br/><br/>"Was there ever a doubt I would deny you what I promised to do so?" He smiled, wider as she carefully arranged board. Soft scent of her skin was strong and her closeness made it hard not to notice her qualities. She was wise to pick this moment and place for her game, knowing fully well he'll be at disadvantage and no doubt demand something in case of her victory. If it was any other man or any other daughter, scolding would've been more proper thing... but Lucius saw this as yet another lesson, one that Lucia learned well... In the end, the safest thing to bet on, are your own attributes, be it strength, wit or body which any Roman man would want to see warm his bed.<br/><br/>"My my... I suppose I am out of luck yet again." Lucius mused as he looked at floating board. He felt Lucia's leg brush against his, demanding even more of his willpower to maintain his 'posture' steady. Every time she did so he glanced up at her, finding impossible to miss presented cleavage, glistening under the light of torches and warm water that bathed it. She was indeed growing to be just like her mother with exception of her wit. That part... she got from Lucius. He responded in kind, moving his foot to lightly brush against her leg as he pondered on his next move. Lucia was undoubtedly good at both picking games and playing them, a luxury man of the house did not have but never refused "And what shall the winner get this time?"