<div class="floatleft">(http://www.film.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/39358397-39358402-large.jpg)</div><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Livia</span> - the Study with her entourage</em><br/><br/>At last they were shown in from the blistering heat and she was more grateful than her passive beautiful features indicated. Caris almost sagged and sighed softly with relief though she too like her Domina was born and raised in this severe hot climate. Her husband had always been the one to take these trips for the sake and prestige of their Ludus, she had been spared the glaring heat and the burning sun upon her precious skin and though the sun had not had the chance to even kiss her flesh today, the heat had taken its toll. Her mood was not as calm as it normally was. The servant showed them up the staircase to the outside corridor, here at least high from the dust that seemed to embed itself into everything, a breeze blew softly against her, for a moment she paused and turned her face with eyes closed to feel it upon her face.<br/><br/>That brief moment was all she required to feel almost herself again and turning she all but glided past Caris to the door of the study that was held open for them. She entered noting the food and drink that was laid out for them and the other servant standing in ready. With a slight nod she let her thanks be known as she moved directly to the chaise lounge in the room. Her elegant svelte frame settled poised upon it as her personal servant moved directly to fill a goblet for her. Passing it directly the young servant walked silently to stand off to the side of her Domina, her eyes focused all the time ahead of her only casting the odd glance to her mistress in case she was required. She neither looked again to Galo, the other serveant or to Patrocles, though she had found herself casting tentative looks to the soldier.<br/><br/>Livia was unsure how much longer they would have to wait but she barely had the cup to her lips when a scream rent the air. The sound caused her hand to tremble and the wine to spill upon her green palla. As much as the sound of that scream had shocked her, the state of her attire was more of a concern to her. For all she knew it was simply a servant getting a just punishment.<br/><strong>"I will need another palla, I am sure Valeria can spare one"</strong>she told the male servant who had led them thus far. Caris was already at hand unclasping the stained material before it soaked into the dress beneath.