[b][u]Sophia Ravencaller[/u][/b]

Sophia did not move while the Drakken moved her hand down her cheek. When the drakken gripped her neck, panic ran though her. She made no attempt to resist because she was trying hard to show her panic. Sophia did not fail to notice that it was not the drakken hand choking her but the drakken's ability to manipulate air. Sophia did not resist the female drakken intent, She fell to her knees. The smack from the female Drakken broke Sophia's concentration and thoughts. The second strike made Sophia land on the floor. She wanted to remain on the ground, but pride made her try to stand again. That plan was until the Drakken pinned her and kicked her. Sophia lost any will to resist. She did not want to be with this female. Why did the men not protest? The species produced far to many men. Why would they allow a female to take potential brides when she could not mate with them? 

When the female Draken finally let up of Sophia and formally declared ownership, Sophia just wanted to die. To lay on the floor until this waking dream ended. It never would and every action made it worse. Lies, honesty, strength, and silence all made the situation worse. She was going to be a bride to a female. She was nothing more than a toy for the drakken to use and break. Sophia felt useless, worthless, and powerless. 

Sophia finally mustered the strength to stand. She corrected herself and stood as straight and proudly as she could. The other bride that the female Drakken had claimed spoke to her. Sophia believe she overheard the bride call herself Kasari. Sophia really did not want to grace the stupidity of Kasari's question with an answer. She remained silent and scanned the crowd of Drakken nobles once more. Really? No male wanted her. They were content with letting a female take not one but two brides from them. She guessed that Drakken did not suffer from the cardinal instinct as she had come to observe. It was not that Sophia was trying to get laid in bed, but really?