What's In It For

“You bought me to...set me free?” Dael narrowed his eyes. “What’s in it for you?”

“I’m not setting you free - you’re earning it,” Flavia said. “What’s in it for me?” She paused, considered, and Dael had a moment to study her face properly, clear of the wariness she wore around the other Roman citizens. And she was - young. Perhaps younger than him.

And she was lovely.

And then she began to move, made the blade sing through the air, and Dael felt his heart leap into his throat.

“What’s in it for me is a sparring partner. Guard up!”