[center][h2]Amalia[/h2][sub]Interacting with: Lienna [@Obscene Symphony][/sub][/center]

Lienna's words, while a bit harsh, were sound. But that made sense seeing she prayed to the wise goddess Naia. 
Amalia wasn't certain if Lienna's words about her beauty were meant as an insult or a compliment. Sarcasm was not her strong suit. 
"Wisdom is important," she agreed. "The wise tend to live longer than the fools. Unfortunately so many mistake wisdom for weakness. I try to be wise but I admit that I fail at times. Perhaps I should pray to Naia to give me wisdom and the Vivari the Great Mother to give me kindness. Can one pray to two deities?" She asked wonderingly.

Seeing her movements with the water Amalia smiled. "When I was a child and learned of my Earthen gifts I used to wish I was a Water Gem instead. Water is so graceful, so beautiful. It heals. Whereas I always felt that Earth was heavy and solid," she looked down at her plate as tears stung her eyes. "There are no plants here. Everything is twisted and dead. I can't be of any help to anyone here. I am little more than worthless."

When the Drakken appeared a few minutes later a hush fell over the room. Amalia stiffened her spine and her arm immediately went back around the whimpering gem beside her, trying to keep her calm. Amalia's ocean blue eyes followed one deemed 'prince'. He was larger than their keeper and seemed older as well. He was certainly more terrifying.

The order to bow was sharp and loud. The captives were frozen in place for a moment, but began making their choice.
Amalia was not stupid. She could recognize a test when she saw it. The Prince's cold gaze swept the room like a heavy weight. The gem she had been comforting sank to her knees then put her face on the floor, trying to make herself as small as possible.
Amalia thought carefully. She had a gut feeling that what they did here would play a hand in their eventual fates. Groveling on the floor seemed wrong. A Gem did not belong on the ground. The wife of a Drakken Lord did not belong on the ground. Being on the floor showed fear and shame. Amalia was not ashamed of being a Gem. 
But not bowing seemed wrong as well. Despite what he was the Prince was royalty. And they were on Drakken soil now, here to spend the rest of their lives. Like it or not, their royalty was now the Gem's royalty as well. Such a position demanded respect.

Her decision made Amalia stood, clasping her hands together, and bowed her head closing her eyes.

By standing she was not a coward, nor did she show shame.
By bowing her head she showed respect and acknowledgement of her new life.
By clasping her hands in front of her she hoped to hide the slight shaking in her hands.

She closed her eyes to pray to Vivari that she hadn't just made a very large mistake.

[hider=Summary]Amalia replies to Lienna before standing and bowing her head to the Prince.[/hider]