A Warm Welcome

[Melitta]

Some acts cannot be avoided

when stripped of choice or clothes.

T

here was a new set of slaves that had come to the ludus. Most were for the ludus. Quintus tended to invest majority of his coin into fighting men, rather than house slaves. But among the others, was a new woman who would be among them. One Lucretia had told Melitta to train. It was no foreign task to Melitta.

In the ranks of slaves within the household, Melitta held the highest rank and so, it was a natural order for her to take the new recruits under her wing to train them to a proper standard. To Lucretia and Quintus' standards. Which, tended to be quite high. Smiling at the woman, Melitta approached her. "I am Melitta," she said in a tone to match the reassuring smile. "What is your name?" She asked softly. She knew first hand how . . . overwhelming this could all be. But there were worse houses to be found in. For that, Melitta supposed she should be grateful.

tag: Sibyl
notes: first Melitta post!!

We do what we must in this house.

crafted by Molly Josephine ☁

[Sibyl]

To say that Sibyl was pretty well scared and worried would not be that much of an overstatement. She still did not have understanding of why she had been sold by her former Dominus as she had always obeyed without question and had never did anything that could have been called defiance. She had always been the perfect slave and was told by her Dominus that he had valued her very highly. 

Yet, here she was.  Sold to someone she did not know and having to get used to new people, new rules and a whole new way of life.

When she was brought in front of the one who would be training her, she kept her eyes down to the floor as she had been taught. The other woman's voice was kind and Sibyl hoped that meant that she would not harm her if she did not learn everything fast enough.

"I have been called Sibyl," she said softly. "But have been told that Domina may wish to call me by another name."

She hoped not since her name was the only thing that had ever been hers.

[Melitta]

Some acts cannot be avoided

when stripped of choice or clothes.

M

elitta continued to softly smile at the woman as she introduced herself as Sibyl. She reached out to gently cup the young woman's chin, carefully tilting it up to encourage eye contact without demand. She wanted Sibyl to see the sincerity in her gaze. "Is the name yours or was it that chosen by your former Dominus?" She inquired.

She knew of those who changed their names, sometimes not of their own choosing, so she wished to see if this was Sibyl's true name or not. Melitta lowered her hand back by her side, though her expression remained. "Names are sometimes all we have to give reminder to our humanity. I would call you by one that you choose, and put in a word to Domina for she has not forced any of us to alter our name." It was one thing that could be said of Lucretia. An assurance that Melitta could offer the new slave.

tag: Sibyl
notes: none

We do what we must in this house.

crafted by Molly Josephine ☁

[Sibyl]

Sibyl allowed her eyes to meet those of the other woman as she had been moved to and was relieved to see that there was no anger or displeasure in the gaze fashioned upon her. She seemed to be just as nice and sincere as she sounded.

"It has always been my name from the time I was born," she answered readily. "I have never had any other name."

There was said to have been a reason that she was named Sibyl at her birth, but she had long forgotten the story she had once been told.

"Gratitude, but I would not wish to make my new Domina unhappy with me over a name."

She knew far too well, apparently, how simple things could upset ones masters when you did not even realize you had cause upset or offense.

[Melitta]

Some acts cannot be avoided

when stripped of choice or clothes.

M

elitta continued to smile as Sibyl revealed that it had always been her name; that she would not wish to upset her Dominus by keeping it. "It is fortunate then, that our Domina does not force us to shed our names from identity," Melitta began to explain. "She will only ask what name you go by, and will use it as she pleases."

There was some assurance that Melitta could give in that at least. While she could not control what happened to the slaves in the house . . . she would do all within her power to protect them. To comfort them. "What duties did you fulfill in your former house?" Melitta inquired, wondering what roles she was accustomed to, and which ones she was not. It would give Melitta a better idea of where to place her and what tasks to start her off with. Something she was comfortable with doing as she eased into more and more duties in the household.

tag: Sibyl
notes: none

We do what we must in this house.

crafted by Molly Josephine ☁

[Sibyl]

love is a dangerous game

Sibyl listened to what Melitta was saying about the Domina not forcing them to give up their names for others and gave a small smile of relief. When Melitta asked what her previous duties had been her smile faltered some.

"I helped the medicus that stayed in our home when he was able to be there, or I helped with small injuries and wounds when he was not. I worked in the bedrooms to keep them clean when they bid me to do so. I sewed and helped in the kitchen." Sibyl swallowed, not sure how to explain the rest of what her duties were. "Dominus told me that I was in training to be body slave and would give me different directions as he saw fit."

She still did not understand how she had come to be sold. She had done everything that her former Dominus ever asked her to -- even though there were some things that had upset her.

notes

Tag: Melitta

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