A Gilded Cage

I have not left the house in several hands, not since the ceremony anyway. I want for nothing here and Lucien has been more then kind to me. I am, after all, the Ubara. If want new shoes.. a shoemaker comes to see me. If I want new robes and dresses, a seamstress arrives with in the hour. When I want juice a half naked slave comes running. Someone brings me my meals, someone draws me a bath.

Life is blissful inside of the estate. Why should I leave?

Eventually though, right about now actually, I grow bored with my idleness and long for more to do, more stimulation. I know that I am no longer a spy; I cannot run around in fancy costumes, change my name and play a part. I did enjoy that.. most of it anyway. I suppose I had not given it enough thought. Things have changed, and not all for the better.

Yesterday I dressed, lunched and then, while Lucien was busy dealing with the constant bullshit of being Ubar, I wanted to just go for a walk in the city. Something I did every day of my life whenever I pleased before. When I was younger I took Hector with me, later it was Agrippa and most recently I went alone. Yesterday though.. all that changed. My boots were loud on the floors as I simply tried to leave.

"My lady..." spoke a red headed man with an overgrown stash. "I was not informed that you were going anywhere."

I just looked at him, blankly, over my veils. He stared too. Finally, in frustration I sighed. "Fine, I am leaving. Now you are informed." I smirked and got one and half steps away before he chuckled and wrapped his hand around my elbow. Now I am a small woman, tiny, you might say if you saw me naked but.. I am not weak, I am not without muscle. I jerked my arm away but he took again quickly, tighter.

"I was not informed that you were leaving, My Ubara, and I cannot allow you too, alone, without word from the Ubar."

Free woman of Gor are not as free as they seem. In many ways they are less free then slaves. A slave may, if she is trusted, come and go, alone, unguarded, at her own whim. But I, the Ubara of Cos.. cannot. I inhaled deeply and held my tongue. I wanted to give the man a verbal ass kicking and I would have.. if he had not been right.

I am the Ubara.. but I am still a woman. A woman in a gilded cage. "Fine." I said quietly, which was never a good sign. He released me once I was back inside and I knew he would be keeping an eye on me. He did not need to though as I well know my place. I only needed to speak to Lucien, I was confident he would let me do as I pleased.. as I long as I told him first. While I wouldn't interrupt his day.. I would stand outside the door to his office; my arms folded and wait till he either came out.. or someone complained that I was hanging around the hall.