[hider=Bree] [center][color=E9967A][h2] The Shadow Queen [/h2] [h3] Aubree Lamay[/h3][/color]
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Race:
Gem
Age:
19
Element(s):
Fire
Height:
5’9”

Bio:
It had never been a question on if Aubree was selected, only a matter of when. From the time she was old enough to know that she was pretty, Aubree knew that her fate and future lay not in her homeland, but that of their neighbors and overlords, the drakken.  

It was a common thing that occurred for female members of the Lamay family, which had only survived though the male line. It was a sick joke that the Lamay's mothered half the Drakkan alive today. Since the history of the deal, none had ever bore a Gem. An oddity that was occasionally poked at by well meaning friends, but the fathers and brothers of Lamay would promptly shut the conversation down. Who were they to speak about a family as wealthy as the Lamays? 

If she had ever been sad about it though, it passed the day she met Allie.  The shy girl who blushed something fierce when Bree told her she was pretty.  But it was the truth, from the first time Bree saw her, she knew Allie to be the most beautiful girl in Bree’s entire world. Together, they convinced themselves that the selection was not something to fear, but rather, the start of their true lives. Free from the scorn that their love would bring in their homeland. 

 Much of Bree's childhood was filled with all the learnings of the drakken that were available to the Gems. She was well versed in the history, lore, religion  and most of the prominent culture  traits. Taught to her to make the transition as smooth as possible.  All of this information she shared openly and freely with Allie. As soon as they were old enough, the two girls took their studies even further.  Researching how things such as how brides were selected and  basic psychology  of the Drakken race. After all, if they were going to be selected together, they would have to be prepared.  

They planned for every thing that would occur after they were selected to be brides. The best course of action to ensure they were selected by the same drakken husband. They choreographed exactly how the first night would play out, creating a system to ensure they would always have enough time for each other at the end of the day. They studied different plants that could be turned into balms that would keep tried husbands sleeping while the mice played. Beyond even that,  they discussed at length the various methods they could be used in training a Drakken without him noticing, often using angry bulls as testers  for their techniques. 

As the year passed, and their time drew nearer, their plans became more vivid, discussing at length all the things they would do to each other, beyond kissing.  Having planned to save each other for their first night of sisterwives.  Whatever had to happen with their husband was always thought of as a price to pay for being able to love each other fully, each and everyday. 

When the day came though…all their plans fell apart. 

They didn’t choose Allie.  They didn’t even look twice at her. They just took Bree and left.

It took the whole journey for Bree to figure out what her next step was: She was going to spin a tale of the most beautiful girl in the world. One her husband couldn't live without. It might take a year, maybe two, but she would have her love again.  

Adult preference: I usually won’t. But if I am really feeling the moment I am all for it [/center][/hider]


I finally finished one of my girls!