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[h2]Amalia[/h2]
Bride of Wilhelm ([@Saltwater Thief]) Sister-Bride of Onyx ([@Vesuvius00])
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Amalia was certain her heart stopped when she heard her husband's voice. Thankfully it was quickly shocked back into beating when she felt his firm hand on her back. Her heart thudded hard in her chest.
But he was not angry. He was... impressed? She looked up at him, startled. She had been expecting to be yelled at for interfering, but instead he paid her a compliment. The first she had ever had in fact.
Heat bloomed in her cheeks at his words, causing a rosy color. She was blushing. Actually blushing.
"T-thank you milord," she said, proud of herself for only stammering once. She climbed into the carriage obediently.


Onyx was already inside. Amalia released the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. The spot he had touched on her back was tingling. Her hands shook. At her sister's compliment she shook her head. "It was nothing special, really. I just..." she paused then looked at her sister with wide eyes. "Oh Onyx, I don't know what came over me," she said honestly, touching her cheeks to find them still hot. "I was so afraid but I couldn't stop myself. And he..." she looked towards the window of the carriage. "He wasn't angry."
Leaning forward, she lowered her voice to a whisper. "Our lord husband, he hasn't... he hasn't acted as the other Drakken have. He has been civil and last night he didn't..." her blushed, which had been fading, came back full force. "And just now, he didn't punish me for stepping out of turn. Do you think it is possible that he could actually be kind?"

It was a whispered hope, a plea to the fates for such a blessing.

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Amalia gets all flustered and blushes with Wilhelm, then inside of the carriage she discusses with Onyx if their husband could actually be not that bad of a guy after all.
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