She could not believe how their arms had been entangled with the leather strap. He knew it too and soon it seemed to be a battle in their own minds since there was no way either one could strike without killing themselves. At the sound of the horn blowing Fay almost jumped; almost; and she was glad she had not or she would have hurt herself on her opponents blade. Guards came and pulled them apart but immediately she tried to fight back only to have her arms restrained and the back of her legs kicked so that she was kneeling. She spat at one of the guards as Roark gave his little speech on who would live and who would die. To her surprise it appeared that they would both live. She looked over at the man called, Teraida who nodded to her in a sign of respect. She didnâ€™t return it since they would most likely be pitted against one another again. She could not grow soft toward him in any way or she would risk losing a fight against him.<br/><br/>Soon though she saw him fall completely passed out from his injuries. She quelled the worry that she felt well up inside of her as they were both dragged away. The guards took her and Theraida through a side door that she had not noticed. It was made of metal and led them to two flights of stairs. One led up and the other down. Fay was sure that the stairs that led down went straight to the cells because of the scent of stale water and death came from them. Today seemed to be full of surprises since the guards went up instead of down. She wondered what was going on. She had not really won her match but still it seemed that she was being taken to the â€˜winnerâ€™s circle.â€™ The stone steps were a lot nicer and more even than the ones that led down to the cells. Eventually they came up to a landing that led to three hallways. She and Theraida were taken down the far left hall to a set of heavy wooden double doors. It was inside of these doors that held the winners circle.<br/><br/>The doors opened to reveal a circular room with eleven doors in all. There were four floors with four doors on the first and second level, two on the third level, and one on the fourth level. The door on the fourth level looked to be made of solid gold while the others were all made of heave wood and iron. The floors here were made of tile instead of stone and the walls were held up by marble columns. There were windows with heavy iron bars in them where ivy grew down the walls. The windows let in an ample amount of light so that the floor and columns shined to perfection. Two guards stood at every door to keep the â€˜winnerâ€™sâ€™ inside and out of trouble. Fay shook her head in disgust, â€˜This is where all of the peopleâ€™s money went to. All of his greed brought him frivolous decorations to adorn his prized fighters little barracks. â€˜She thought this as the men who were dragging Theraida dropped him a little roughly on a cot to be tended to by some healers. Her on the other hand was taken to one of the doors on the main floor and pushed inside. Before she even had a second to say anything the door was slammed behind her. The sound of a bar being pushed into place had her sealed in.<br/><br/>She took in a deep breath to calm herself as she looked around at the very push room. There was a large bed in the center of the room. The sheets were clean and looked to be made of warm cotton that would surely keep away the nights chill. Pillows were overflowing on the bed and she was sure they held goose feathers instead of sheepâ€™s wool like her own back home.  The floor here too was decorated similar to the outside with tile flooring and marble columns. There was a table by one of the three windows that had heavy drapes to easily block out the bright sunlight. Candle holders hung at either side of the bed and on the table where a bowl of bountiful fruit, bread, and cheeses waited for her to eat. There was a plush couch with more pillows and an area where a dark screen stood. Upon closer inspection she saw that there was a tub there that was already filled with hot water. She would have loved to take a bath but she was exhausted and could not muster the strength.  She also worried about the guards attacking her if she was vulnerable. So instead of bathing as she wished she ate some of the food and then rested on the bed. She was oh so tired but for now she tried her best to resist sleep.