Marcellis would offer a very dark smile in response to the protest of his offer.   As his gaze fell upon Valeria.   For a moment his gaze pierces with a intensity.   As if her response angers him.    Then his expression would soften.<br/><br/><em>"What was I thinking.   To even fathom such a thought. To indenture a fellow Roman.  Considered such talk now a mute point of the past.   I beg forgiveness,  no ill was meant.  I only erroneously assumed.    That such would not be of worry.   That thee guile should properly see through on your part of the bargain.   I did not realize that thee still lacks such confidence.    So I counter the offer, tempered with I shall keep sixty percent of the winnings.  While you may keep forty percent.  Along with the agreement that thee shall be responsible for replacing the slave that is gifted for use of such wants.  This is my final offer, with risk comes greater rewards.  With out, then one must accept the pittance of mercy thrown their way. "</em><br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/>He motion to Dontu to have the two gladiators square up for a exhibition.    Varius and the one that lost his contents of his stomach.<br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/>Listening to the offer proposed by Domina.    Isabel would study and admire the woman's body.  As she brazenly stood nude.<em>"Quite outspoken already you have offered opinions more then once."</em>A light crackle of laugh in amusement is rendered following her speaking.<em>"I like that very much indeed.   Marcellis accept her offer."</em><br/><br/>Marcellis would turn his attention to Isabel and then to Domina.   Her words still fresh in his mind.  The response from Isabel.   As he looks and seemingly access Domina now fully.<em>"Your offer is accepted, for if my wife finds such intriguing enough for acceptance.  Then shall it be so with myself."</em><br/><br/>