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Emotions Legend
[quote][b]Denali (Feb 05, 2005 11:36 p.m.):[/b] It wasn't until Devona cowered on the floor that Malorik realized she had never really seen real servitude until now, and it made her want to scream at the other woman, to tell her to get up right now. She just couldn't understand it, such obedience or acquiesence to another person, and when the man dragged her out to kneel in front of the foreign woman, Mal rocked back on her heels and spat at her. The man hit her across the back of the head, and her eyes narrowed, but she didn't make a sound. She glared up at the woman, and knew she was facing a real noble, a Suna noble. If anything, it only made her angrier that it had been necessary for her to pretend to be such a thing, and her gaze never wavered as the noblewoman looked down at her. She was being sized up, like something on display, looked over for flaws and critiqued on its appearance. Finally the noblewoman spoke. "You are not my sister's daughter," she said, and Mal said nothing. She wished to look to Devona, at least for some sign of what she should do, but then the woman stepped closer and took the necklace that Devona had given her into her fingertips. "Where did you get this?" she asked, in that accent Mal had learned since childhood to hate, and she did not hold her tongue this time. Instead, she gave a challenging smile. "None of your business."[/quote]
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