Antonia had tanned skin from her Spanish father, piercing blue eyes from her half-Greek mother. Her hair was long and unruly, which was usually pulled up in a messy bun, but a few trends of brown curls would always fall out of the hold of the plain elastic band she always used, framing her sharp cheekbones and made her appear more approachable. She looked older for an 11-year-old girl, taller than most of her peers in the orphanage.