#julia:starter

“What is this?!” Julia stared at her reflection in horror, tears of rage blurring her vision. “I cannot be seen with my hair looking like this!” She slapped the slave girl’s hands away from her head. “You’re useless! Absolutely useless!” Tearing at the intricate hairdo that the slave’d spent an hour painstakingly piecing together for her, “Ought to have you sent to the arena, you know,” she sobbed. “All I have to do is ask my brother and it’s as good as done.”