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[h2]Amalia Solair[/h2]
Bride of Wilhelm ([@Saltwater Thief]) and sister bride of Onyx ([@Vesuvius00])[/center]

[i]”If you would have what is mine, then bare steel and come take it from me.”[/i]
The way the words were said chilled her to the bone, but also in a strange way made her feel a stirring in her heart. He would fight for them. It wasn’t love, but it was value at least. They must mean something for him to risk his life. Otherwise he would just hand them over and get other brides at a later time.

Amalia’s heart was in her throat as he was surrounded. There was nothing she could do without getting in the way...
A dirty hand suddenly shot into the carriage. She had been so focused on Wilhelm that she hadn’t seen the injured man coming towards them. She screamed as his hand latched onto her wrist, trying to pull her from the carriage. He snarled at her, yanking harder as she grabbed on to a piece of the carriage and held on. He yanked her free and spun her to face him, his arm going around her waist to attempt to toss her over his shoulder. In a rush of panic Amalia struck with her other hand, her nails scratching his face.

In more shock than pain, not expecting a Gem to fight back, the man loosened his grip on her wrist to touch his face. Amalia shoved him, trying anything to get away. She scrambled back into the carriage only to have him grab her ankle, jerking her back towards him.
“Bitch cunt!” He shouted angrily.

Amalia screamed again, kicking at him, fighting like a wildcat. She managed to land a kick in his injured shoulder, making him howl in pain.
Suddenly the man stopped. The only thing that Amalia could register was the blood. 
So much blood...

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Amalia surprisingly fights like a wildcat when one of the goons tries to take her. There is no strategy to it, just nails and kicks and praying she hits something.
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