When the guards came for her Kasari was certainly surprised. There were many prettier girls in her country, and Gems more likely to submit to every Drakken whim. It wasn't as if Kasari planned to disobey, but she figured they'd disapprove of a Gem with a mind. Sighing heavily, Kasari walked herself out to the carriage, waving a final goodbye to her family as they rolled away. The journey was long, too long for the girl with testy patience, Kasari fidgeting in her seat as they travelled. "Nervous, Gem?" The guard sitting with her asked, a smirk on his face. Kasari rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Not quite. I'm bored, is there nothing interesting to do before we get there." The look she received from the guard was enough to have her laughing for the rest of the trip, the utter disbelief that the girl was bored instead of scared. Another reason she never thought she'd be picked.
Kasari shrugged off the guards' attempts to pull her along, pointing her nose to the air in annoyance. "I can walk on my own, thank you very much." Her first mistake. Kasari fell to the ground, wide-eyed, as the guard's hand slammed into the side of her face. The blow was enough to draw blood from the side of her lip, the Gem stunned by the attack. While recovering, the man half-dragged her into the room she'd be changing in. She groaned at the fact that she'd be changing in front of a man that would not even be her husband, rolling her eyes a second time. Not wishing to be hit again, Kasari took a deep breath and stripped, changing into the scarce fabric that shone as red as the fire she controlled. Not wanting to seem like she was hiding behind her long, brown hair, Kasari pinned the bulk of it up to expose her pronounced collar bones. If these guys were looking for a show, she was going to give it to them. She paused, taking a moment for herself. Raising her pale green eyes to the ceiling, Kasari prayed that she would at the very least survive her future encounters with the beast nation of the Drakken.
Obviously having taken more time than the guards would have liked, one of the men grabbed her by the bicep and practically pushed her into the ballroom with the other Gem brides and the Noblemen. Kasari was unsure, but she thought she heard the man hiss behind her, warning her to behave. Straightening herself out, Kasari marched herself up to the line, the nerves finally beginning to set in. Now that she was standing in front of them, Kasari's mind began to race, all of the negative thoughts she had been pushing away. Boredom was not something that was in her vocabulary now and the longer she stood there, the more she could taste the lingering metallic rust of her own blood in her mouth.
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