[center][color=ff66bb][h2][i]Nadia Parnel[/i][/h2][sup]Bride of [color=ffffff]Keregar [@Legion02][/color] and Sister-Bride of [color=B0C4DE]Xaelia [@Ellion][/color]
Interacting with: The Family[/sup][/color][/center]
Just as Nadia finished asking Xaelia for her friendship, Keregar's hand shot out and grabbed her sister-bride, a dangerous look in his eyes before he slapped her. Nadia stood there in shock as he turned his attention back to her, ordering her to remove her gown before going on to mention one of the Drakkan gods- Sorrak. She couldn't remember exactly which one that was- she'd purposefully ignored those facts- but from the way he'd phrased the statement, she could guess it was the uh, procreation one. She flinched as he reached for her, not knowing what to expect and unable to keep herself from reacting, she closed her eyes- until she felt her hair fall loose as he pulled at the small string she'd used to tie it up. 

She opened her mouth to speak- something that wouldn't have done her any good probably, but was cut off by the appearance of some Drakkan, who apparently hadn't been invited to the party and was crashing it instead. Keregar pulled a sword, quickly putting himself between The intruder and them, before ordering them out of the hall. She followed wordlessly, into the cold rain and suffocating air outside. 

By the time they arrived wherever it was they'd been led to, Nadia was soaked. Her hair clung to her face as she held her water-heavy skirt off of the floor, and she glanced around immediately for a fireplace to sit by. She didn't see one, but then they were just in the front room... The guards left before she could ask them anything and a new Drakkan appeared. He was very similar-looking to Keregar, but also obviously much younger. She almost asked him his name before his own question caught her off guard. 

[color=ff66bb]"I suppose we are?"[/color] She offered, a small smile on her face as she tried to think what the question actually meant. Was a mother just a title to this, boy? or a caretaker? It felt strange to think of someone who was already bigger than her, and possibly older than her as well, as a child. 

[color=B0C4DE]“That’s not how mothers work,”[/color] Xaelia said, whether to the boy or to her, Nadia couldn't tell. 

[color=ff66bb]"Well, stepmothers kind of work that way, I think."[/color] She said to Xaelia before turning back to the boy. [color=ff66bb]"I'm Nadia, and this is Xaelia. What's your name?"[/color]

[hr][center][color=808000][h2][i]Onyx Briyll[/i][/h2][sup]Bride of [color=9e0b0f]Wilhelm [@Saltwater Thief][/color] and Sister-Bride of [color=82ca9d]Amalia [@Belle][/color]
Interacting with: The Family[/sup][/color][/center]
As she and Amalia finished their introductions, Wilhelm seemed pleased. Perhaps Onyx wasn't reading him correctly but, perhaps he was glad to have the two of them? He started to speak, before someone broke into the room, a posse trailing behind this new Drakkan as he demanded a bride of his own. As Wilhelm moved to get a better look at the intruder, Onyx followed him, staying within a step of him as he'd ordered. She wasn't about to get snatched up by some other brute, after having only just met this one. 

Watching the scene before her, she couldn't help but think of what a ridiculous thing it would be if anything like this ever happened in one of her books. Brides were not hot potatoes, and yet, here was a man who thought he could just up and take whomever he pleased. It was ridiculous. 

She noticed Amalia then, hiding at Wilhelm's side like a frightened child. Reaching out, Onyx tokk her hands and pulled the girl into a tight hug, whispering to her that everything was fine and she didn't have to be so scared. None of the other Drakken in the room had jumped on the newcomer yet, so obviously they weren't worried about him actually taking one of the girls. [color=808000]"Here, stay by me, and I'll stand by you, alright Amalia?"[/color] She whispered as she released the girl from the embrace, a small smile of encouragement on her face. [color=808000]"Everything will be okay."[/color]

[hr][center][color=9999ff][h2][i]Kendra Riu Bell[/i][/h2][sup]Bride of [color=8144d6]Kaivor [@Nevix][/color]
Interacting with: The Husband[/sup][/color][/center]Kendra couldn't hold back her smirk as her husband's companion spoke. So the prince wasn't very well liked by Drakken or Gems it seemed. As Kaivor introduced himself, she made a mental note about the no-nicknames thing. Her first impression was that he had no idea what to do with her- whether she'd been too forward and thrown him off, she didn't know, but the way he'd introduced himself alone told her just enough about him that she thought maybe, just maybe, she was lucky. Perhaps he would always be so easy with her? [color=9999ff][i]I could live with that...[/i][/color]

As the companion left them to enjoy the feast that was set out for the various groups, Kaivor asked her if she was also hungry. She felt her stomach grumble at her as soon as he asked, and she smiled at him before responding. [color=9999ff]"I rather am, Kaivor."[/color] She liked the way his name sounded as she spoke- without any title to mar it. [color=9999ff]"If you don't mind my asking, who was your friend that just left?"[/color] 

Before long, a commotion drew her attention to the door, where a Drakkan in a cloak stood, yelling about taking a bride for himself. Carefully, Kendra moved behind Kaivor, and hopefully out of the newcomer's line of sight. It didn't matter, as he quickly found some other girl in the room that caught his eye, and even though she wished she could help the girl she knew that here, there was no more helping each other. In a room full of people, the gems might as well have been on their own little islands... 

[hider=Summary]
TL;DR:
[color=ff66bb] [b] Nadia: [/b] [/color]
Reacts to Xaelia getting slapped and is saved from stripping by Rynek breaking in... Asks Keregar's son his name.

[color=808000] [b] Onyx: [/b] [/color]
Reacts to Rynek & co. and hugs Amalia to try and help her calm down some. Everything's going to be okay.

[color=9999ff] [b] Kendra: [/b] [/color]
Speaks to Kaivor a little before Rynek's party-crashing puts her on guard. 
[/hider]