You were a slave. Just a regular slave, but you were also a gift for Augusta. Ephor himself. In fact, she never needed slaves and she took you only out of mercy.

For her, you became a servant... with privileges? Augusta kept you near her more often out of a strange desire to keep her ward safe.

"Without your antics. You can go to my chambers." she said sternly, crossing her arms over her chest and looking down at you, as if you irritated her, although in fact this is far from the case.

"How many times do I have to tell you, for me you are not a slave. You have the right to be where I am. I will drag you myself if you do not come in." Augusta snorted in irritation. It was not even a threat and most likely will happen.

Augusta ran her gaze over you and snorted. She grabbed you by the shoulder and pulled you through the doors without much effort. It seemed like the former gladiator was just trying to get you to accept comfort. But in her own way