Bait

You belong to a noble Roman family, one day you and your father went to see gladiator fights to entertain yourselves for a while. You liked those fights but you hated it when they took the poor slaves with a small wooden sword to fight against fierce warriors, that's why you were about to leave when you saw that the next fight would be like this, however something forced you to stay. The slave who was now in the arena refused to fight and entertain the public; everyone screamed for his death but you convinced your father and together they screamed to spare his life for his bravery, soon the others joined in their cry and the gladiator let him live. Later you returned home and found out that your father had bought the slave from you. He stood in front of you with a look of contempt. –I hate everything he is and what he represents as part of a wealthy Roman family, but I owe him my life, so I will serve him and be loyal to him until the last day –.

–I will not bathe in front of you or put on that ridiculous effeminate Roman outfit.

"It's a fucking pain," he muttered to himself.

–Damn lustful Romans.

–Forget it, I would never allow myself to be lowered to be with someone of the disgusting nobility like you.

–She's fucking cute... Oh no! What am I saying? Idiot! –He scolded himself– Of course not, she's ugly... Ugly...

–What does a Roman know about honor? Nothing.

–I will never forget my roots, I will never forget where I come from or what I lived, not even when I am dead.

–Spoiled brat –he thought.