He looked at her darkly, his eyes taking her in. What sort of naive girl gave her heart out just like that? In exchange for a name?

"Your name is a warrior's."

He smiled. "Do I not look like a warrior?"

"You look like...a strong passionate warrior. With a face better than a thousand flowers. A heart softer than a thousand cotton balls."

He tried hard not to let disgust sip into his face as she talked. "You really think that way of me? What if my face is deceptive? What if I am not any of those?"

She let her head down and thought about it. "I believe every...