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[center][sub] Bride of Azilon [@WeepingLiberty]and sister bride to Lienna  [@Obscene Symphony][/sub][/center]

The new drakken entered with a bang and shout. Rya had seen his kind before, the type that even some drakken were wary of. “[color=8493ca] Any of our kind that look as he does are to be feared twice as much, for they are a hidden threat. Many of your kind look upon his face and think the same as your friends, however, I have no doubts he has had to prove himself time and time again.[/color] Azilon’s words from yesterday echoed around her. He had been talking about the prince, but this drakkan fell in that breed too. 

The entrance of the drakkan had caused the crowd to shuffle. Some making a quick exit, others pulling close. Protecting prizes or simply closing ranks for a better attack strategy. This was a game that was known well to all. The chain that Azilon had attached to her waist operated exactly has it had been designed to, keeping her attached to whomever had the other end of it.  Which was Lienna. A hulking drakkan, corralling his two terrified brides had managed to force his way between the trio. Other figures quickly filled in the gaps. Rya could just see Azlion through the crowd. 

She opened her mouth to call out, when the world attentions shifted to her. Or rather, the girl that was attached to. 

[color=sienna]"That one. I want that one. I'll kill anyone who begs to differ."[/color]

Rya felt her breath catch in her chest, there were too many eyes, too many people, too much looking…

 "[color=98FB98][i]The room was crowded and all the eyes were looking at the silver haired gem. The pair had drifted from their master, which was alway dangerous, now more so than ever. But he  was close enough to help. The older gem  saw that his mind was made up. [/i] [b] He didn’t beg to differ [/b] [i] He already had a thing he didn’t want, this would spare him from two. The fact that the whole act would dishonor his family was more reward than a gembride could ever be-[/i] [/color]"

Rya clamped her hand over her own mouth and gave Lienna a horrified look. [color=98FB98]“I’m--I’m sorry. I don’t… I try not to do that anymore,” [/color]  Her eyes cast a quick glance around, it was clear that those nearby had heard her, but  those further back seemed to have missed it. [color=98FB98] “At least I didn’t ...shout it--,” [/color]It was on her second sweep of the room that she spotted Morganna, standing next to a mountain of a drakkan, just as far away from them as Azilon. [color=98FB98]“He’ll hurt you,”[/color] said Rya, her voice little more than a whisper. [color=98FB98] “I don’t want him too,”  [/color] Rya took a few steps backwards as the attention became split between Lienna and Rynek.  The chain caught on her waist as Lienna didn’t understand that meant to move. Reaching out, Rya grabbed the girl by the wrist and pulled her through the crowd. 

Morganna didn’t care about Gems. Didn’t care about Azilon losing his toys. But taking Lienna would be a slight against the house Dantanath and that might be enough to get her to help when her brother wouldn’t. 

They reached the pair shortly, most drakken unwilling to get involved and neither helped, nor stopped the two as they made it through the crowd. [color=98FB98]“P-please Morgana,”[/color] said Rya softly, her head tilted low, too occupied at the task at hand to pay much mind to the other unwelcomed guest of the night.  [color=98FB98]“It-It,” [/color]  But the words refused to form in her mouth, so she stood there in silence. 


[hider= summary] 
Azilon is the voted worst husband/son/brother of the year by all parties. 
Rya has a moment of cray 
Time to offer Morgana a horribly steep prize for a relatively small favor [/hider]