Thread: Icy Heart (Books and darjeeling)

Kaira felt her slender brow twitch at the sound of Adela's rough laughter, despite knowing that it was only the only reaction she would have gotten beyond being imbedded from head to toe with razor sharp arrows. It bounced off the walls of the spacious walls, ringing in her ears as an angry flush of light pink rose on her face. She could feel the throb of a bruise where she had been slapped she had almost forgotten, and the injustice of it all made her that much more furious. She wanted to tell the Norn of who she was and who her parents were, but there were two problems that surfaced when the outburst was on the tip of her tongue. One, the Norn folk probably would not have heard of her regardless. Even in Lion's Arch, her family's name remained mostly obscure by the fact that they practiced modesty so very well. Furthermore, she doubted that her status as a noble meant much here, with her shivering in a ripped silken dress, her blonde hair disheveled and her body smudged with bruises, dirt and soot. Secondly, in the mostly impossible event that the Norn did care, they may take special interest in the scouts her parents would surely send to look for her, then all hope for rescue would surely be lost. Kaira had heard of the prowess these people had in battle and she hoped never to be at the sharp end of their sword. So instead, she cast her eyes down to the floor, gritting her teeth in silence though almost snorted at the idea that she amused the Norn female. 'Barbaric' , Kaira repeated to herself. 'Absolutely and utterly incorrigible.' She would have gone on to continue calling the woman names secretly to herself whilst ignoring said woman, if not for the fact that the word bed warmer had been used. Kaira's head immediately shot up, her stormy eyes growing wider at the implication. Adela seemed to ponder on the thought and it was to the human's desperate hope that she was reconsidering the idea and would come to a conclusion that would not have her as a... a pet! Kaira twisted the fabric of her delicate dress beneath her hands, clenching the material so tight it was like to fall apart as she herself began to envision being crushed beneath the weight of this Norn. Despite being past the average marriageable age, she was not a complete novice when it came to matters of the flesh. But she had only shared a bed with two people, humans of course. A man and a woman, an experience she would have liked to forget were she capable of doing so. In truth, she never considered the idea that any potential marriage would have to be consummated, with her being so distant on the entire matter. Yet the thought of sharing a bed, with the notion of having to do other things with one who was not even of her kind... It would be highly unnecessary, Kaira responded, her voice far softer and lacking in some of the defiance it had previously held. At the very least, she didn't feel sick just by looking at Adela, and her captor seemed far more cordial than her other Norn brethren. Regardless, having a pretty face didn't excuse her actions which was a philosophy Kaira very much believed the many members of court should adopt. I would not make a very effective, ah... bed warmer. She licked her lips, wincing a bit as the sudden moisture made the chilled flesh sting slightly. There wasn't much she could say, and despite thinking it, she knew that she really did not want to die. If you would let me go, I will be certain to only speak well of you and your... tribe.