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Sister Bride of Aubree [@Ellion] and Bride of Kagan [@ghastlyInc]
Interacting (briefly) with Ehkota[/center]

It became quite obvious, true to her initial suspicions, that this man was not to be her husband.  In a small way, she was disappointed and only hoped her true husband would be just as if not more pretty.  She calmed slightly, allowing her nervous energy to leave her.  There was no need to impress this man and entice him if he was not to be her partner.  She followed him silently out to the carriages.  She wondered how far they would have to travel. She welcomed the scent of rain.  It washed away the rotting scent of city life and made the earth and mud more pungent.  The petrichor of Drakka was certainly different from home since trees and plant life were more scarce here.  However, it still smelled like rain and that brought her a small comfort.

She situated herself carefully in the carriage.  She had to ensure that her hair was not tousled and her dress remained unwrinkled.  Deft fingers lightly situated the skirts of her dress and she leaned back carefully.  Most of the trip was spent observing the buildings and people of Drakka. It was intensely different from anything she had ever experienced and brought her to a peak of curiosity.  The rest of the time she studied Ehkota - his face, his posture, anything she could glean from him.  She noted he was likely of high standing due to the number of guards, his demanding nature, and the way he held himself.  How high up, she wasn't sure but he certainly had some sway.

Surprisingly, they had arrived at their destination much more quickly than she would have thought.  She exited the carriage, accepting the Drakken guard's hand as he helped her down.  She caressed it lightly and gave him a coy smile before following Ehkota into the building. From what she could tell this was some sort of swanky hotel.  The decoration was gorgeous and judging by the distances of the doors the rooms were spacious.  At long last, they entered a suite.  The room was warm and comfortable looking. She took in the bed and bath, finding she approved of the accommodations.  They were much more than she had ever seen in the entirety of her life.

Ehokota spoke to her, directing her to lay on the bed.  She lay out on her side, hand suggestively laying on her hip and the other supporting her head. [color=f7941d] “Now, I shouldn’t have to tell you that you not fucking this up in very important for your wellbeing. I heard about your little stunt when you were first brought to Castle Worth. In part, that is why you were selected, as you know.  You are no innocent creature, best use every bit of that to your advantage tonight. If you are returned to me, well, let’s just hope that the Kinner mercifully puts you out of your misery before that point,” [/color]

She just stared at him, not sure how to respond to the seriousness of his words.  Much like his wife, everything just seemed to be such a big deal.  She sighed lightly, [color=BC79CB][b]"Yessir,"[/b][/color] was the only response she could muster. She was naturally quite bored of all of this running about and frowny faces.

[color=f7941d]“Don’t move from that spot, I suspect your husband and ‘sister’ will be here soon. Don’t do anything stupid, after all it would be a shame if someone else got hurt because of your antics,” [/color]

She smiled lightly,[color=BC79CB][b] "Of course not, sir." [/b][/color] The door closed and she scowled.  Her stomach was now in knots and she sat up befor sticking her tongue out at the door.  Adora decided she DID NOT like that man at all.  So grumpy and so serious and so... so... He was a fucking asshole.  If there was anything that could make Adorabella mad it was threatening another's life.  It was easy to take the abuse herself but she could not bear the hurt of others.  Picking up the scroll she carefully pried it open and read its contents.  What she found inside made her laugh.  Oh lord, she was some sort of bribe.  And what was a Kinner anyway?  She rolled the scroll back up and carefully resealed it.  She used one of the burning candles to help the wax soften enough to hold steady to the scroll.  She tossed it back on the bed before investigating her surroundings.

The room was, as she had thought earlier, certainly gorgeous.  She began opening drawers and searching through boxes to see if she could glean anything about the man who was to come for her.  Unfortunately, there was not much.  As she was looking around the room she caught the first real glimpse of herself since Twenty had applied some makeup to her.  She gasped as she turned her face from side to side, examining the work.  She had done quite a good job, lightly accentuating some of her features.  However, the reason for her gasp was the ungodly bright lip paint she had applied.  The red did not suit her and made her look like a Calling Lady.  As much as she enjoyed partnership she would never do anything of the sort.  Finding a nearby towel she removed the offending colour from her lips.  It was obvious the girl did not have much experience with darker skin tones.  She was glad the woman had not deigned to do more to her.  Otherwise, she would be on the corner of the streets begging for coin in exchange for...

Adora shook her head, just glad the red was removed from her face. She took the time to look out of the windows and found the scenery equally as lovely as the room itself.  It was in quite a lovely location.  The lights and buildings were spectacular and showed only the finer parts of the city.  She opened the pane and reached out.  Rain fell on her fingers - cool in comparison to the warm air.  She collected the droplets into a puddle in her palm.  With her direction, the water danced and played.  Adora let it finally fall to the ground before she turned and noticed the food.  Or more particularly the wine.  She filled a cup before downing it.  As she set the now empty cup back onto the table she heard a key in the lock and the knob of the door begin turning.

Looking around, she had forgotten to stay on the bed.  There was no way she could get there now. She opted instead to sit in a nearby chair in front of a vanity.  Crossing her legs, she moved the panels of her skirt so as to expose them and let an arm rest on the back of the chair.  Her hand then rested on the low neckline of her dress, as if to begin removing it.  She arched her back and looked out the window as the door opened.


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She is brought to the hotel room and threatened.  Adora decides she does not like Ehkota at all.  She does a bunch of snooping before starting drink.  Upon hearing the door begin to open she positions herself in a pleasing way.
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