<strong>~ Nakia; with Amplus in his new room; on to the Doctore</strong><br/>Nakia shrugged off his apology. “It is fine, Amplus. The Mistress is the Domina, I am but her humble servant.” The corners of her mouth turned up very slightly as he made it clear he was willing to obey her without question. He was definitely well trained in being a good slave. She didn’t foresee there being much problems from him, from the others most likely, but not from him. He was fresh meat, and every servant with an interest in males was going to be all over him, vying to be the first to experience him. That in itself would be interesting to monitor. As long as it didn’t interfere with the running of the villa and Ludis, she wouldn’t put a stop to it.<br/><br/>She quirked her left brow at his boldness. How interesting. Most new slaves to the villa were still in too much shock over their fate. Normally, she left the slaves to themselves, only intermingling to insure the running of the Masters domain. “Perhaps. If my duties and time permit, I shall.” With that she left the room and headed off to her next task.<br/><br/>She moved with ease and grace as she traveled through the villa to the Arena. Stepping out on the sands she looks around. It seems most are not here, only a few could be seen practicing. Spotting a gladiator not busy at the moment, she approached and asked after the Doctore, pointed towards the bathhouse, she quickly moved that direction. She stepped into the baths and looked around. Finding the Doctore she approached, her head bowed. She came to a stop to the left of him and waited patiently for him to acknowledge her presence.<br/>