Julie watched Cassius's back as he walked, his broad shoulders and lean frame catching her eye. Unlike most nobles, bloated from overindulgence or frail from idleness, he carried a warrior's build, his back wide and strong.
The thought startled her, 'Why was she noticing this?' and she shook her head, pushing it aside. Then her gaze sharpened, realizing he carried not even a single pack or any other luggage in sight. She even scanned the path, checking for dropped bags, but found nothing.
"Cassius, hold up." She called, her voice curious, stepping forward. "Where's your luggage? Is Lucius bringing it, or...did you forget it? It's no big deal if you need to go back."
