[center][h2]Amalia[/h2]
[sub]Wife of Wilhelm [@Saltwater Thief], Sister-Wife of Onyx [@Vesuvius00][/sub]
Interacting with Wilhelm [@Saltwater Thief] and Onyx [@Vesuvius00] [/center]

It was loud and smelled horrid. Amalia nearly choked on the thickness of the air. The metallic scent, she realized after a few minutes, was blood. 
The Gem women were stood before the rabble like lambs to a slaugther. As each girl was snatched and handed over Amalia held her breath and prayed to Vivari that she would not go to some of the... things she saw. They were more like creatures then men. 

The jeers and lewd remarks were more than she could bear. There were multiple slurs about her body and it's parts and various things that could be done with them. Her throat felt like it was closing on her and her vision began to get a tunnel-like quality to it. Was she going to faint? Was it possible to faint from pure fear?
Eventually the words became a garbled roar in her ears. Her hands shook. 

She couldn't help the small cry that escaped her when her arm was grabbed. Jerked forward so hard she almost fell, both she and another Earth Gem were presented to their husband.

Amalia had closed her eyes. When she couldn't take the suspense anymore, she opened them and faced her fate.

He had horns.
But he wasn't... horrid looking. He looked clean and well groomed, which was far better then others she saw. 
What was she supposed to do? Should she speak? How was she to address him?
Amalia swallowed past a very dry throats and spoke. "Hello Milord. It is a pleasure to meet you," she said timidly, fearing he would strike as the other Drakken had done.

[hider=Summary]
Amalia is terrified after seeing, hearing and smelling the Drakken coming from the pits. She notes that Wilhelm is not bad looking before speaking to him.
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