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

They would find a place in his house? What did that mean? What kind of ‘place’? Did he have other wives already? Was there a chance he would not take her to his bed? Perhaps she would just be a servant?
The hope she felt was almost painful. Amalia was live out her life happily as no more than a servant if it meant -

A sudden commotion took her from her thoughts as fresh fear rushed through her. What was happening? Unconsciously she moved closer to her new ‘husband’, seeking protection from whatever was happening.

Amalia’s head turned frantically, trying to watch all angles at once. A drunken Drakken, whose appearance seemed more animal from the blood and mud on his body, leered at her before shouting “boo!” And laughing when she jumped away from his horrid smell.

A small cry escaped her throat and Amalia grabbed her husband’s arm in fear. She held on tightly with both hands, shaking like a new born lamb. She hated it here. She hates the noise and the smell and the lewd jests. She hated the smoke and the blood and the fear choking her.
Pressing her face against Wilhelm’s arm Amalia prayed once again that soon she could leave this place and never return. It crossed her mind that he might be angry at her for hiding at his side. But she would apologize and take whatever punishment he wished to give later. For now she would seek refuge in her new husband.


[hider=Summary]
Amalia gets scared by a drunk guy and hides in Wilhelm’s arm.
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