<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Aelia1.gif)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aelia (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=286062.msg14076847#msg14076847)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Senator's wife<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>Sundown, 10 August<br/><strong>Location:</strong>atrium<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>lavish purple tunic<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Petellia, Markus<strong>Mentioned:</strong><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Finally some wine...and playthings!<hr/><br/>The water in the impluvium felt cool and delicious against her skin. Aelia sometimes wondered why she was so attracted to water, why she so enjoyed the feel of it against her skin. Yet at that very moment, she was more concerned with why her slave had yet to bring her a glass of wine. The girl was new to her household and wasn't completely trained yet. She was thinking about the proper punishment for her lollygagging when a deliciously attired imp appeared in front of her. The girl obviously had some breeding and rank, but Aelia had no idea who she was.<br/><br/>"How can I be lonely when I am graced by companionship such as yours?" Aelia's face was lit up in a smile and her voice was flirtatious as she answered the woman's question. She was just about to remark on the woman's attire for the evening when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning her head to see if it was finally her slave bringing her wine, she was much pleased by her gaze meeting a cup filled with the intoxicating liquid. She was even more pleased, however, by the bearer of the nectar. Though she didn't know the widowed Senator well, she did know who he was and had always found him rather attractive. "Markus!" she grinned in delight, taking the wine from his hand and quickly drinking half of the cup. The red color from the grapes stained her lips a deep pinkish hue.<br/><br/>"Your presence is always a welcome intrusion," Aelia said with a flirty yet genuine tone as she rose to stand. Finally, her slave returned, peeking from behind Markus to attempt to offer her domina the cup of wine she'd been tasked with retrieving. Aelia finished the glass in her hand and exchanged the cups, sending off her slave with an imperceptible wave of her hand. "Sadly, yes, my husband will not be joining the revelry this night. He's...somewhere doing business." She said in answer to his second remark. Her backside pressed against Markus as she extended a hand to the other woman, offering her help to rise to her feet. "More's the pity, as I think he would very much enjoy burying himself in..." She paused, not knowing the other woman's name and instead gestured toward her. "...this one. Don't you agree?"<br/><br/><br/>