“Well it is only the start of the evening…there is a great deal more time to perform depraved acts that would frighten the neighbors” It was evident he was being cheeky with Alessa as was the smirk that creep across his full lips. Gently he rose from his seat and crossed the floor, pressed his palms against the arms of her chair. His ring finger had a silver ring that covered much of the digit in a large flat eye shape. The former Roman general did not speak but lifted one hand to caress her cheek, brushing her hair back from her pretty face “You have the most fascinating features…I believe the word is Mediterranean?” he stated abruptly standing up straight “I do wonder who you think after…your mother or your father? I have to say either way they have excellent genes” His white fingers run through his own locks, they in turn did not move very much but snapped back into place “I have heard I am quite unusual being Mediterranean myself” Blue eyes was a rare Italian feature.