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[h2][color=f26522]Aurora Liesma[/color][/h2]
[sub]Bride of Zakroti [@darkwolf687]; Sister-Bride to Aymiria [@Amethyst][/sub]
[sub]Interacting with Roftam, Zakroti and Aymiria[/sub]
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Shifting her eyes upward, Aurora glanced at the man who still remained standing guard outside her door. Somehow his presence managed to bring her comfort, though it was likely due to him serving as some kind of consistency in an ever shifting situation. While she didn’t know how long such a treasure would last, Aurora decided she would enjoy the small things while they lasted. The man looked down at her and began speaking, silencing himself once he realized that his words were pointless to waste. She had already straightened the room, which was a fairly easy task considering how little time she spent awake within its walls.

The guard looked as if he wanted to say something else, perhaps instructions of some sort as to where she could go, but was further silenced by the sound of approaching footsteps. Aurora heard the footfalls before she saw the person, already aware of whose face she would see once she shifted her eyes back down. More than a foot shorter than her stood a tiny, pale-faced Gem. It was the lord’s first bride, well surviving bride that was, standing before her in the hall. Any hopes of having a moment of true peace were thrown out the window with her arrival, a sentiment that clearly displayed itself in Aurora’s facial expression.

“Good morning, Aurora. Did you sleep well? I do not believe my lord Zakroti is awake yet, but if you are hungry I can certainly show you to the dining room, there’s bound to be something set out already.”

Everything about the girl screamed ‘safe’. Her smile was neither too bright nor too lacking, just the right amount to be present but not give much away. Even her posture was proper enough to be considered polite, but not so rigid as to be considered prissy. Aurora knew it all too well, things she had learned to do herself back in the homeland when performing at events for those of a higher status than herself. The fire Gem would not have been surprised if she were to learn that this Miry character had been a performer of some kind as well, though gauging by her choice in outfit… might have been a bit more than just that.

Aurora fought the urge to retreat back into the room she had spent the night in and promptly slam the door in the girl’s face as she so desperately wanted to do. It was within the realm of possibility that she could just shut her mouth and walk away without even acknowledging that she had been spoken too, but that would have left very little impact. Such behavior was not in her nature.

Stepping out fully into the hallway, Aurora pulled the door to her quarters shut with more force than was necessary. Staring down at Miry harshly, the young girl puffed air out her nose with distaste.

“[color=f26522]It would seem my invitation to the soirée has been misplaced, please allow me to apologize for appearing before you so underdressed, m’lady.[/color]” Aurora bent into a deep curtsy, every bit of her composure mocking the smaller girl. Straightening back up to full height she shot a pitying smirk at the water Gem.

“[color=f26522]Overcompensating for something?[/color]” She asked with a raised eyebrow, hands placed firmly on her hips as she stepped forward to close the distance. Bending slightly so that their faces were aligned with one another’s, Aurora raised her right hand and blew across it sharply. She ignited a small spark mere inches from the girl’s face, not enough to harm but definitely enough to startle if she wasn’t expecting it. The air would have warmed considerably, but that wasn’t difficult to do in such a cold space.

“[color=f26522]I think I can find my own way, thank you. I do, after all, have several senses to work with. I’m sure I can figure it out.[/color]” Standing back up, the girl laughed and brushed past Miry as she made her way down the hallway.

She cared very little about how the shattered woman reacted, instead turning her focus to the very task she had just thrown in Miry’s face. The sounds of many voices caught her attention rather quickly, voices belonging to a great deal of men chattering away without much care. Whether they were excited or irritated, Aurora doubted she would have been able to tell the difference. What she did know was that whatever was happening was bound to catch her interest and might help her locate the room where she might find food.

Closing her eyes for a brief moment, she listened carefully to separate the echoes from the source before turning her body down a separate corridor. It didn’t take her very long to locate the room where the commotion was coming from, slowly poking her head inside to survey the situation before she made any attempts to enter. Upon inspection, everything seemed to be safe, just a gathering of rowdy guards whose faces stood out as being somewhat familiar to her. Several of the men had been part of the guard that escorted Zakroti and his brides back to the estate from the ceremony.

Eyes reaching the head of the room, Aurora locked eyes on lord of the house, stomach clenching at the sight of him. The man held secrets….power. This was enough to make her nervous but not nearly enough to scare her off. Taking a deep breath, the girl squared her shoulders and entered the room with her head held high. She thought of sitting amongst the men in an attempt to show Zakroti that she didn’t belong to him, but a better idea popped into her head as she walked forward.

Paying the room no mind, Aurora marched her way up to the table with purpose. It was her hope that Miry hadn’t fallen too far behind, as it would have made her antics a little less fun. Still, either way, Aurora found herself standing directly behind Zakroti’s chair. Bending forward, the girl draped her arms gently around his neck in a casual display, leaning her weight against him.

“[color=f26522]You might want to learn how to be better comfort to your women. It would appear that the arrival of your new pet has threatened the confidence of the old one.[/color]” She cooed in his ear, continuing to mock the girl long after she had walked away from her.

"[color=f26522]Now, when can I expect my answers?[/color]"

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Aurora is causing trouble… Again.
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