Sluggish from the loss of blood and lack of food, Faryn didn’t have time to react to the shackles coming off before he tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. A grunt was forced from her lips as her lungs burst the air they had stored from her body. Her ribcage dug into his shoulder, her waist squirming slightly to position herself comfortably. She knew she had no chance to escape, not yet anyway. Not with so many people watching, not without a weapon and certainly not from his shoulder. Her ass was positioned right beside his head, her robes barely hanging onto her shoulders, the curves of the tops of her smaller breasts visible to those who looked upon her. She looked at the ground as they cheered. Faryn couldn’t help but close her eyes. Another town was to be sacrificed, pillaged and burned because her people had bartered for their safety. It was their fault some innocent village was to be destroyed. A part of her couldn’t help but feel guilty but the darker part was glad it wasn’t her people.<br/><br/>The sway of his body walking on the uneven ground had her feet moving in unison. The end of her braid swayed in the open air as it hung off her shoulder. Her head was up, watching where they were retreating from, since her view was at the back of his body. She watched the large logs being thrown on the fire, the smell of meat beginning to burn again as more food was piled onto their spits. She would have called them animals but that would have done the creatures a dishonor. As they entered the cave a sense of dread filled her being, skin prickling with the cool interior of the stone walls. She looked up at the dark ceiling and down one wall, seeing moisture trickle from some hidden location within the rock. She shivered, already disliking her perceived home. Faryn was a being of the forest, on with nature, not a dwarf who was bred from stone.<br/><br/>As she was shrugged from his shoulder the elf stumbled a bit, catching her balance a moment later and looking at him, hearing the orders. Her tongue was clenched between her teeth, preventing the onslaught of verbal assault she so desperately wanted to give him. Instead she looked back towards the bed, her robes nothing more than rags hanging from her body at that point. Her gaze turned to the entrance and then the light shining down the empty tunnel before ascending on him.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">“You have a way with women.” </span>Her voice dripped sarcasm, her teeth unable to hold her tongue back. He was barbaric, voiding any of the curtesy of courtship and went straight to rape. He hadn’t even greeted her for the gods sake. Faryn obeyed him, shrugging off the rags and letting them pool at her feet. Her body was slim and athletic, as every elf. She had smaller breasts with pert nipples and a pale complexion. Her skin almost looked unnatural, the way it lacked any imperfections a human female might have. She had no stretch marks from puberty, no blemishes or birth marks. Hell, it didn’t even look like she lived a day in her life.<br/><br/>Now free of being manhandled Faryn reached over her shoulder, gingerly touching where he had carved his mark. Her eyes closed for a second to take in what her skin now claimed. A permanent mark. Without the healers of her people she couldn’t begin to heal such a wound. Her skills in that kind of magic were novice at best. An attempt to dismiss the brand might just make it worse, disfiguring it or infecting it. It might even promote him to brand her again. Her hand fell from her shoulder and she looked at Cromir, his armor and clothing being dismissed.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">“I assume you are going to rape me now?”</span>She said it so nonchalantly, like being raped wasn’t something that she could concern herself with. In actuality, she was terrified, her heart hammered in her chest, her muscles were tense and she felt caged. She couldn’t feel the world around her, couldn’t hear the sounds of the forest whispering encouragement as she had to endure something so horrific. She had mentally prepared herself since the bargain was struck, her father had even spoken with her about the duties she had for her people. But, now that she was there…. It all felt different, less logical and clear cut. The elf made no move to go towards the bed like he had instructed, only part of his order was fulfilled and it was more out of convenience than anything else. The robes had done little to hide her body now and were a hindrance at best.