"Do you like it?"
"It is too good for the likes of a freed slave."
"And the master of a house of this quality can not have his wife running around in the clothes of a vine worker. You are the mistress of the house. You deserve every piece of it. Mother also said you deserved a dowry. You have killed for it, it is only right. She has other family pieces that the girls will receive."
"Then, I don't deserve you."
"Perhaps.” Orestes was grinning when Kybele flew at him and they landed on the bed. His wife was, after all, one of the Amazons of the Phrygians. The only way Kybele could get rid of that smile, well, it took other means she didn't learn on the battlefield.
The End
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