[center][color=f26522][h2]Kalani Solle[/h2][/color]
Bride of [color=bc8dbf]Cuwarr Naxremis[/color] and future sister-bride of [color=00a99d]Amalia Solair[/color]

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Kalani's jealous af.
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Kalani listened quietly as Cuwarr began to talk about hate. She knew that he did not mean what he had said though it was quite convincing. If she had not known about his love for his mother or of his usual kindness, she might have believed him. She had concluded that it was a test, but why? Was her husband interested in the gem? 

In return, she continued to preach about love. She spoke of and looked at Cuwarr with such pity, as if he was never loved. [color=f26522][i]"Shut up! Shut up! You know nothing about him! How dare you!"[/i][/color] Kalani had wanted to say, but didn't. Because she knew. She knew that this gem was perfect for Cuwarr. She was kind, beautiful, and motherly. What else could he be looking for? She felt her heart drop as Amalia had gently placed her hand on Cuwarr's arm. She wondered if the action had made him fallen for the girl already. 

After the girl had apologized for speaking too much, which she definitely was, Kalani finally began to say something. [color=f26522]"It appears she has passed your test, mi'lord. And I am quite certain that she will never try to harm you so if you wish, I am okay with having her as a sister-bride,"[/color] she lied, while taking a step toward the gem. Her words had probably sounded colder than she had intended. 

She looked carefully at the girl, noticing her soft, delicate features. Kalani could not help but hate how beautiful she was with her green eyes and long, platinum hair. In spite, she grabbed the gem's face and pulled her in for a kiss. Her lips were softer than Cuwarr's, but the kiss itself was bittersweet. Once she broke the kiss, Kalani said, [color=f26522]"Welcome to the House of Naxremis."[/color] 

[color=f26522]"But know that if you ever hurt mi'lord, I cannot let you live,"[/color] Kalani whispered into the girl's ear. She then went back to her rightful place next to her husband. She reached for his hand and gripped it tightly. She wasn't going to lose to her. She wasn't going to lose him.