His gaze turned downward. She was rather petite and dainty. Delicate, if you will. She had a slender, curving waist, which was much more than many Roman women could boast. He took her all in. She was pure and had spirit. He could already feel fierce protectiveness for her. He would make sure no harm befell her, for she would surely be a welcome temptation to many of his men. She was still a child though, hiding her delicate side behind a paper wall, keeping her natural smile under lock and key.