Genovefa freely cursed, calling on the gods to strike down her captures.
After weeks of endless walking she arrived at city, Londinium they called it, sh!th*le is what she called it.
As day light dawned a pair of servant girls came, after washing her they gave her a pale blue dress.
Still in chains, Genovefa was sold like a beast, that much she understood.
It was later on the next day that she learnt just what she had been bought for.
Her clothes where replaced with a mix of rags and armour, armour that she noted only covered one side.
Then a trident was thrust in to her hands as she was pushed out in to the arena.