[center][color=pink][b][h3]Amaryllis[/h3][/b][/color][/center]

She stood, steadfast, as he stared right back at her. She could feel every fiber of her being yelling at her to break away, to run, to do [i]something[/i] but she ignored the feeling. This wasn't a dream and it wouldn't go away. If she wanted to survive this with any sort of dignity, she'd have to steel her will. She would have to bury her heart, bury it deeper and deeper so that this bastard could not reach it. 

She blinked when his gaze suddenly broke away to look at the other girl. Her eyes narrowed as she watched him speak with her. Shivers went down her spine at his smile, the likes of which would give small gem nightmares for months. She wanted to scream as he continued, telling the girl she wouldn't have to fear him.

[i][color=pink]No, fear him with all of your might, girl. Never let go of that fear, it will keep you safe and remind you that this is not a dream.[/color][/i] She thought, both for herself and the girl who seemed to be the rather frail sort.

She steeled herself as he made his introductions to them, realizing she was now being addressed. He wanted to know her nickname? Fat chance. He'd gotten everything out of her he was going to get. Zakroti... A bastard name if ever there was one. 

[i][color=pink]He doesn't care for this situation? Good, kill me and get it over with then. Then we can both live peacefully, correct?[/color][/i] She thought to herself sourly, though she knew that wouldn't be so easy. From the looks of it, he wasn't going to kill her. But then again, maybe she might get lucky. 

[b]"There are two positions you may take in this scenario; You can be my wives or you can be my concubines and I assure you the first position is a far more desirable and comfortable one than the latter."[/b] He finished, staring at her once again with that same damned blank expression.

[b]"By this I mean; If you are good to me I shall be good to you. If you are bad to me, well, expect only negativity in response. A fair enough state of affairs, I would say, yes?"[/b] He added.

A small smile crept onto Ama's lips as she watched him. [color=pink]"Utterly fair, your grace."[/color] She spoke, the words pooling from her mouth like honey as he walked away. If she left him alone, he would leave her alone, hm? Certainly seemed fair to her.

He returned with a platter with two glasses of water for each of them. Ama looked at the glass and then back at him. With a sweet smile, she took the glass with one hand. He wanted to know their elements? Hm... Well, the girl Miry might tell him hers.

She sighed, a heavy sigh, as the girl did exactly what he'd asked. 

[i][color=pink]Come on Miry, have a backbone! Oh.. who am I kidding, she looks like she's 12.[/color][/i]

As she listened to the girl talk, she could almost feel her body tensing up, getting irritated with her stutter. For Vivari's sake, just... spit it out!! Ama let out a frustrated sigh and looked up at the Drakken before her. Zakroti... Her eyes narrowed once more as she calculated her response. She didn't want to give him what he wanted but some part of her was stopping herself from throwing the water in his face. Instead, she slipped it behind her and let the cool water splash to the floor behind her feet, hitting her ankles gently. 

[color=pink]"You seem like the smart type. Why don't you tell [i]me[/i], your grace?"[/color] She asked, her words tinged with hatred for this man. She wouldn't make things easy for him just like he wouldn't make things easy for her. She wasn't some horse to be broken and she certainly wasn't anything like this girl beside her. [color=pink]"What, pray tell, element am I? You already know my name. Perhaps from all of your learning you could certainly put two and two together!"[/color] She told him, giving him all the hint he could possibly need. After all, she was named for her element. If he was smart, he'd be able to put two and two together quite easily.