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"But dying in the sand leads to freedom," she retorted without missing a beat. "Marriage leads to servitude." Her views could have be chalked up to her new life as a gladiator, but Lucretia had always seen it that way. But before the fall and deshonor of her family, she had never thought she had a choice.
"When I enter the colisseum to fight, I can lose or I can win. If I win, I make money. If I lose, I die a honorable death and spend the rest of eternity in the Elysian Fields." A prideful thing to say, but Lucretia was an acclaimed gladiator, now. She was no stranger to fame and glory, people paying just to get a strand of her hair. Why should she settle for anything less than the life she deserved?
The idea of marriage seemed so laughable now. "What is there for me to win, should I leave this life and get married instead? It is a fate worse than death."