Gypsy

I am not as pleasing as the other girls, my movements not as refined or elegant. I am not as desirable as the other red headed ones, nor as graceful as the leggy blond's. My hair is darker, often absorbing the light instead of reflecting it and my skin is ivory, though freckled from the many days spend on the sand or in the sea, not the tawny complexion of other Arian slaves.

Adapting has been difficult, survival uncertain, my future ever changing. Days are spent at the arena training and serving, while nights are spent in kennel of an inn.

I still bear the belt, thankfully. I’ve so much to learn.