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Sister Bride of Aubree [@Ellion] and Bride of Kagan [@ghastlyInc]
Interacting with Kagan and Bree[/center]

He was so delightfully calm about the whole ordeal.  It was strange she felt a bit comfortable beside the giant.  Not in the sense that he was a good or kind person.  Adora had no way of knowing this having met him for a total of two minutes.  But rather, as someone who did not lose his head or give way to anger.  Assuredly annoyed with the situation but she was relieved he did not take it out on her.  It wasn't Adora's fault after all.  She thought that perhaps she could come to like him as well as the life she might share alongside him.  Perhaps friends at the very least.  He discussed, in what Adora considered to be a light tone, with Aubree whether or not to keep her.  It seemed, for now, she was safe.  

With her comfort, her confidence grew.  As he sat down she stopped at the table to retrieve another glass since he had taken the one she used.  She wasn't quite sure why considering the others available but it mattered little.  He whispered to Aubree and she paid no mind as she poured her own glass.  They'd had more time to spend together so it made sense that they would be more companionable.  She removed her own shoes, balancing with the glass of wine.  Adora sat to Kagan's right.  She situated her skirts so as to show off a bit of thigh and curled her legs to one side of her, opposite to Kagan.  She brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she became comfortable, leaning into the soft couch.  It was now he asked the girls a question.

She sipped her wine, to suppress a small laugh.  If he really cared so very little, why even ask in the first place?  He would be a fun little puzzle to figure out.  After a beat it seemed Bree was not prepared to answer so, Adora being the chatty little thing she was, took the reigns.  With her free hand, she began the process of removing the excess moisture from her new husband's clothing.  With simple yet elegant movements she slowly moved her hand over his clothing, mere inches from his body.  Water collected in her hand and as it did so it was released as steam.  It took a little time for the steam to begin but she hardly noticed as she happily recounted her tale... In as little detail as possible.  Kagan did not seem the type to enjoy elaborate stories.

[color=BC79CB][b]"I grew up in a small town in the South of Gemmania.  The Southern Sea was less than half a day's walk away.  There I was a midwife and healer.  I lived with a woman named Olynna.  She had taken me away from my parents after I was born a girl.  They had hoped to hide me away from the world so as to not be taken when the Drakken arrived for the Reaping.  My desire for contact saw to the end of that.  A relative discovered me and I was taken back to my parents.  Who, as it would turn out, were of nobility - though it all means nothing to me.  Especially now." [/b][/color] At this time she had finished drying Kagan and stood to begin the process with Bree.  Her hand was heated at this point from the energy pooled there and the procedure was done much more quickly.  It helped she was dryer as well.

[color=BC79CB][b]"I have a little brother.  Sweetest little thing.  It broke my heart to leave him.  But this is my life now and there is no use crying over spilt tea."[/b][/color]  She offered Bree a gentle and sweet smile.  [color=BC79CB][b]"And there ends my rather boring tale.  I would dearly love to learn about my Sister Bride.  And of course my husband.  Especially how I should call him."[/b][/color]  She turned the sugar smile toward him before returning to her work on Bree.


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Adora finds Kagan amusing and when he asks to her story, she freely gives it.  As she is doing so she also dries off the soggy pair.  Has not yet learned her husband's name.
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