To say she was surprised at the warlord's words would be an understatement. He had tested her? So he hadn't really believed the words he spoke about hatred? For an odd reason that both comforted and confused her. All Drakkens were hateful and cruel. It was how they were raised. It was in their genes. They could not help it.

And yet this one Drakken had tested her before choosing. He noticed she was cold and provided for her, covering her with a blanket. And he... kissed her forehead. Her fingers wandered up of their own accord, lightly touching the spot where she could still feel his lips. Her skin tingled where they had touched.
The blanket was very warm, made from fine wool. Her own body heat retained in the fibers to warm her. She actually felt cosy and comfortable. His final words, that she was not unwanted, made her heart tremble in her chest. Her cheeks turned a rosy color and not from the warmth of the blanket. Amalia turned her face away in an attempt to hide her blush. It was the first time someone had said something like that to her.

The cough of her sister-bride was like a blast of cold to the warm moment they were sharing and Amalia immediately felt the tingle leave her body. She may have been wanted by the lord, but she was most certainly unwanted by the other occupant of the carriage. Amalia didn't know why the girl seemed to dislike her so much. She was the beloved one, as evidenced by the way Cuwarr wrapped his arms around her the moment he was beside her. She had his open affection and love, why be so petty and heartless as to begrudge Amalia a little bit of compassion and care?

Her eyes met his across the carriage and the feeling of butterflies in her stomach returned. She noticed for the first time that their eyes were very similiar. Both differing shades of blue and both holding a certain... sadness within them. What could he have to be sad about, she wondered...

When she spotted the ire in Kalani's gaze Amalia started and looked away. Life was going to be difficult wasn't it? How was she to cope with her sister-bride being angry at her for things she had no control over? He meant to have children with the both of them did he not? How would Kalani treat her after their nights together or any children they might have? Amalia could attempt to bare hosility towards herself, but not towards her children. They would have to talk, her and Kalani, once Cuwarr was not around. Hopefully they could reach some kind of agreement, or at the very least an understanding.

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It was hours later that Amalia finally spoke again. [color=6ecff6]"Shall we be stopping for the night or is your home nearby milord?"[/color] she asked quietly and respectfully.