-Fyroneus-<br/>The priestess said nothing just moved slowly to the chest in the corner of the room. She opened it and showed him with a little bit of offense in her voice "It is all here. Your old clothes, the spear and the bow and everything else that belonged to you." it was insulting for her that he could even for a second think that she could take his stuff. "We are in a sacred place, attacking us is equal to attacking a god. So we have no need to take away your weapons."<br/><br/>-Laena-<br/>With a little help Diana was dressed. She had very little of the qualities of a rich lady and so she lacked the need to pick out outfits for hours.<br/>"This will do just fine!" she smiled "I only think that it needs a different belt (http://www.mlahanas.de/Greeks/Fashion2.htm)".<br/>Laena just nodded silently and brought two other belts. Diana quickly picked one. "It will be this one" she pointed to a beautiful silver-like belt. Laena nodded again in quiet agreement and left the chosen belt on the bed while she untied the one that was on Diana's waist at the moment and then put it back on it's place. She felt a little bit nervous. Maybe it was because she wasn't around her mistress, or maybe it was because of the fear of punishment that was awaiting her in the near future. Either way she was jumpy and truing to hide it only made matters worse. The fine fabric of the dress slipped through her fingers while she was pinning it down with the belt leaving Diana's left breast naked. This didn't seam to bother her as she said nothing and in no way showed that she had noticed this mistake. Diana didn't want to embarrass the slave so she pretended that there was nothing out of the ordinary. Laena quickly tried to mask this and garbed the fabric as gracefully as she could. Then for a second she stooped. She couldn't help staring at the naked flesh. It was much lighter then the rest of the family and with a satin pink shade. Diana's father always sad that this was because his daughter is devoted to her goddess and she sees very little sun but it still was strange and it was the base of manny gossips. But not this captured Liana's eye. It was a small birth mark near the nipple of the left breast. It was like some sort of signature. Liana was staring at it trying to figure out what did it remind her of.<br/>"Is there something wrong?" asked Diana when the slave didn't move for a couple of minutes.