The servants were so busy I had never seen them like this before, especially female slaves who were responsible for the cooking of meals and serving their master. Male slaves were on the task such as cleaning of the house and scrubbing the floor, gardening, and overall arrangement of the mansion. The gladiators were still on their small house just beside the mansion, I thought they must be having the worst day without any knowledge of who will die tonight. No one was aware of who Ismail will pick for Hindal celebrations tonight, it's custom to pick ten gladiators who will face the other ten gladiators from other masters.
I was excited about this day, and maybe the decorations and preparations for the festivities had me on edge, I hoped they wouldn't turn like the festivities we had in Wonchon where the cannibals came out and started eating people.
"How many gladiators are going to die tonight?" I asked Shamar, she and I were having breakfast in the gardens.
