<div class="floatright">(http://www.film.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/39358397-39358402-large.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><em>Livia </em>-</span> with personal servant Ceris and champion Patrocles<br/>tagged: - Galo | Liliana | Aulus</span><br/><br/>Livia wished for sanctuary from the blistering heat, it mattered not that she was raised beneath its canopy, the very air felt as if the hounds of Hades had stifled it. Allowing her head to loll back upon the head rest of her chair she enjoyed the gentle ministrations of her fan that lightly brushed a duct of air abroad her face and chest. It felt heavenly but she would do well to be indoors now and was about to call upon Ceris her personal servant to find out exactly what the delay was when the gates opened and a well groomed servant appeared. Her visage was calm and dignified as she looked up on him. The greeting to the Ludus was in her own opinion a tad showy as if he were a stall owner exhibiting his wares. Why Manius had his servant introduce himself to those of noble station was infuriating and somewhat demeaning, as if the man thought himself an equal.<br/><br/><strong>"He better not think I will introduce myself personally to him"</strong>she mused lightly behind her fan receiving a small smile from Ceris who would make the introductions. Livia did not speak to other peoples servants unless it was to wave them away. She glared at Patrocles, if that oaf even contemplated stepping forward to procure fruit for the Domina from the servant she knew she'd personally stab him with his own gladius.<br/><br/>As Galo neared with the platter of fruit Ceris stepped forward instantly to take some grapes to pass to her Domina. Commotion so ensued with the abrupt entrance of a servant belonging to Liliana Nerva. It seemed only then that Livia truly noted that there were others in the courtyard and glanced in the direction of mistress and servant speaking. It was clear enough for all to hear that some misadventure had befallen Gnaeus Nerva, a well respected merchant that she knew herself by reputation and some dealings with her husband.<br/><br/>Known for her compassion, it tugged at her now. If something had happened to Liliana's husband then assistance may be required. She would make further inquiries into the matter when she returned to her home, for now there was little she could do but alight from her chair and wave the servant Galo on, so she could move to the study with Ceris and Patrocles. Her eyes fell to the Roman soldier that stood also in the courtyard and she inclined her head briefly to him. With Liliana's departure at least it meant more drink to compensate for this infernal heat. As much as she thought the woman inferior she could deny that she had at least the fortitude to improve herself by marriage and fashion.