[color=Gold][h2]Atallia Faeron[/h2][/color]

Atallia raised her eyes to his in silent challenge, the Gold of her eyes absorbing the fire from her soul and beginning to crack into small fissures of red. What she found in his eyes was what she expected but it still scared her for the first time since she had been taken. What she found there was pure lust and a murderous instinct but she was unsure if her so-called husband could even tell the difference between the two. Certainly not after smashing one of his own kind's head in. Bringing herself back to that thought didn't help Talli as a small shiver scurried up her spine.

The speed of his movements surprised her, especially for someone so large. Within a single second, he had closed the gap between them and had almost painfully set his hands on her hips. Thankfully, she didn't make any audible noises of shock but she quickly moved forward, pressing herself close to him. He certainly wouldn't be able to beat her if she was practically hugging him. His next move did, however, produce a quick inhale of breath as he dropped her towards the floor. Just before she hit the ground, he scooped her back up and she protectively slid her hands into his clothing, gripping it tightly to make sure he didn't get any second ideas.

His words sent another shiver down her spine but she didn't allow them to deter her. The strength bit was a load of bullshit trying to show just how fearful she was of him. Talli was prepared for a difference in strength, however - all Drakkens were stronger than Gems but that didn't mean that all Gems immediately lost. The bit about making her last was enough to scare her but she wasn't about to back down; Talli would suffer if need be but she wasn't going to submit to him.

[Color=gold]"I'm not yours, Drakken, and neither are they."[/color]

It seems her words were lost on him as he became engrossed in the duel between the two Drakkens. Atallia cared little for the brutal thing - she didn't find any entertainment in two men trying to murder each other but she wouldn't have minded seeing the Prince get trounced. The fight proved to be uneventful and as it drew to a close, Lugft turned to them and questioned who wished to sit beside him. Talli was prepared to stay silent but the shy girl, who had introduced herself as Aery, decided to volunteer to do the foul deed. She liked the nickname the girl gave her but she was insane, at best - Lugft would chew her up and spit her out if he got the chance.

Thankfully, Tears took the initiative and attempted to use her womanly ways to pull Lugft's attention away from Aery. For that, the other bride earned Talli's respect. It would be useless for Talli to do the same as Tears because Lugft would simply pick Aery out of spite. For that reason, she raised her chin, crossed her arms and regarded him with an expression that implied that she wasn't amused.

[color=sandybrown][h2]Prince Rynek Darion[/h2][/color]

Somehow, Rynek allowed the girl to move forward without at least surveying his latest catch, which was definitely a first for him. He knew he would have his fun with her later and Rynek was mildly patient.

Her first choice was strange, to say the least. The girl clearly was not as pretty as the others which led him to believe that the white-haired one was willing to choose brides that didn't look as good as her. Which presumably meant that she wanted Rynek's attention all to herself either out of lust or some weird act of self-sacrifice. Rynek hedged his bets on the latter which impressed him, even if it was stupid - if the girl was willing to go through everything he had planned for them just to avoid having her sisters do the same, then she was braver than her stance betrayed.

Pulling his eyes away from his little white-haired Gem, he allowed himself some time to properly look at the girl she had chosen. She looked plain compared to the rest of them, the runt of the litter, but Rynek could feel power practically dripping from her and it interested him. She was holding back on something. What it was, he couldn't say, but he could probably tempt it out of her if he pushed her that bit closer to the edge.

The next bride chosen was more to his liking. Tall, blonde and looking like she would be an absolute delight in bed. He took note of her age as well - she was older than the other brides but Rynek valued age for experience walked hand-in-hand with it and it had been a long time since he had had a Gem with some experience. All in all, he was impressed by the choices of the white-haired girl. She would be rewarded later on when he had the time but as of that moment, he needed to show his new brides precisely what they were in for.

As Lienna approached him again, he nodded his head in approval, signifying he was pleased with her choices. His eyes, not missing a single thing, caught sight of a white object trapped between her clasped hands. This piqued his interest and he slowly reached a hand down, pulling her two hands upwards. Using his other hand, he pried her grip open, his gentleness a stark contrast to the rough edges of his eyes that stayed locked with hers - he wanted her to know just the effect she had on him. As he opened her hands, Rynek revealed the small statue of one of the Geminite Goddesses and a small smirk rose to his lips. Plucking it from her hands like some rare fruit, he turned it in his grasp and for a moment, it looked like he would crush it.

[color=sandybrown]"I have met faithful people before, little one. They curse you from their high altars and pray to infer the wrath of their countless Gods on you. They speak of their justice and take every crack of lightning as a message from the Gods themselves. Yet, when you spill the guts from their stomach, when you rape their wives and daughters and slaughter their sons, their Gods fall into a deep silence."[/color]

[color=sandybrown]"Do not clutch onto petty ideas of faith for it will hurt you more than anything I can do to you."[/color]

With that, he laid the figurine back into her hands - he was not going to steal her Gods from her; it was her duty to turn her back on them. Gracing her with the ghost of a smile, he brushed past her towards the first one she had pointed out. Surprisingly, the girl didn't even need a helping hand to reveal her powers. The sheer terror that had engulfed her had brought it out and now she shone with a glow that beat nearly every girl around her. Hopefully she could keep it up because three beautiful Gems at his side, the head of a dead king and his daughter would receive a welcome that Drakka had never seen before.

[color=sandybrown]"I imagine you all heard my name from earlier so it's your turn to pay in kind. Your names?"[/color]