Lucia enjoyed few things more than being adored by others and no one did it as well as her Pappa.  While she had no idea how ruthless he could be in protecting her, she was well aware of the many gifts he lavished upon his youngest daughter.  She strove to be the apple of his eye, both out of genuine affection for him as well as her own self interest.  He would always be the man by which she judged all others and would deny him nothing in return.  Julia's soft hand caressed her father's chest as he delivered his lesson, she knew it was meant to be general but she always wanted to know more details.  "And who Pappa, are you being irreplaceable to today?"  She loved to be in the know, anxious to have an opportunity to pull some of the levers of power that her father manipulated with such skill and apparent ease.<br/><br/>"After all you've taught me Pappa, do you really think I could<i>let </i>you win?"  She smiled coyly, excited to spend more time with her father.  "Yes Pappa, can I interview him as well?  I'd like to make sure I can trust him."  She was sure her Pappa would be proud of her for wanting to be involved and approve but still it was polite to ask him.  She eyed the man carefully as he was presented, waiting her turn as she let her father take the lead on the interview.  Lucia had always appreciated older men, she found their experience and lines quite attractive and this man certainly didn't disappoint on that respect.  When it was her turn she questioned him on his travels, his languages, and what weapons he carried, how he would keep her safe.  She watched the mercenary carefully but her eyes always returned to her father, as if seeking his approval at each turn.  She had a bright mind but lacked confidence in herself, at least while in her father's shadow.