The brand was upon her only seconds, though it seemed much longer certainly.  Time crawling as Brom drank in her screams and the way her body wrenched even as tightly as he'd drawn her up.  But it was not enough to prevent the mark from forming properly.  And as he withdrew the iron at last from her the crest rode proudly in her shoulder.  He reached down to trace the raw and burned flesh with his finger.  "Marked and bound," he said softly and the room seemed to darken and grow cold for a moment as the faintest whisper of a voice teased Felicity's ears.<br/><br/>Then it passed and Brom stepped back over to return the tool to it's rack before he returned to unleash the elf from the wall.  With the swiftness of practice, her freed her from her completely from her bindings and then opened the metal collar about her neck, leaving the elven woman naked and free.