Miria followed her sister, the image of the ravaged huntress ingrained in her mind. Her slight form trembled. So often she had desired to sacrifice herself to their Lord, but had lacked the courage to do so. What if she displeased him? As it was, he never seemed to take notice of her.<br/><br/>Miria was an oddity among the Kimari. Her long ebony tresses had an undeniable emerald greed tint, her eyes off, a large ring of emerald green with an inner circle of molten gold. Her petite frame decidedly curvy with large full globes, tiny waist, and slender hips atop supple toned legs. Delicate feet and hands. The dark pigment pattern ran from the curve of her buttocks up her back to sweep over one shoulder. Her face inherently pretty, large eyes fringed with long, thick dark lashes, dark sweeping brows, pert nose, and full lips.<br/><br/>Still she felt ugly; she compared herself to her beautiful sister and the lithe huntresses and felt she fell short of their ideal beauty. The fact that their Lord had never noticed her only confirmed her belief...<br/><br/>As they entered the obsidian tower, Miria was overwhelmed with the opulence of the structure. Dark marble floors and steps, the walls paneled in various woods, walnut, cherry and ebony interspersed with the same marble of the floor at key points.<br/><br/>The long corridor they traversed sloped up, taking them closer to their Lords throne room and personal quarters. Silent dark garbed guards stood sentry, their gazes fixed, never acknowledging the passage of the two women.<br/><br/>Finally, they reached the blackened metal double doors to his inner sanctum. Two guards silently opened the door and stepped aside to allow them entry before closing the door behind them.<br/><br/>Amidst the multi jewel colored banners that floated from the ceiling sat the Lord. Seated on his throne of black, white veined marble. His gaze fixed on the two sisters. Nodding his head, he indicated they could approach.<br/><br/>Miria swallowed, her heart in her throat as she approached him, meeting his gaze, she quickly lowered her eyes and followed her sister’s example of dropping to her knees before him, head bowed in supplication.<br/><br/>