<strong>Amplus’ subtle response to Galo and his protective observation of Cariad</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://boyculture.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341c2ca253ef010536e54c6a970b-400wi)</div><br/>The pointed glance, from Galo, did not go unnoticed by Amplus. He just took it and raised his lips to a brief smile before returning to his usual composed self. His attention then returned to the females in the room.<br/><br/>The behaviour of the one with her head dipped confused him. She was no slave he could see that and if she was she was recent to it. He looked her over scrutinising her every curve. She did not belong her, but then again what slave did. They had no choice, but with soft hands like hers she would not last a day. He decided he would do his best to protect her, this fragile flower in a bed of thorns. Perhaps someday he would be able to call her name, Cariad, but for now he knew not what it was. So he would call her Pallens, well at least to himself.  He would watch her every move as he waited like she did for their fates to be decided.<br/>