<strong>Adonia's Study - Adonia, Sophie, Rhiannon, and Grace</strong><br/><br/>Marco quickly took note of his sister's shot at him. It was rather easy to pick up due to how casual her words were. He couldn't help but want to retaliate, but felt would be easier if he had just let it go. As much as he despised his sister, he knew it wasn't the right time for him to uncensor himself. A barbarian wouldn't have hesitated in holding his tongue, and would have easily paid for it. Marco was much wiser than that, knowing when to pick his battles, mainly so that he could turn out as the victor.<br/><br/>Still, the brother's attention was grabbed by Adonia's offer to him. Right away, he was disguted by it. The position she offered him was rather meaningless to him since she was still to become of a higher class than him. It was obvious that she was trying to keep him satisfied while still making sure that he couldn't touch her. Marco should have declined to prove a point, but that would mean revealing his true intentions. Also, he knew that having the title would make the organizing of his plans rather easy considering his social status would be at a greater ranking than that of his other two siblings.<br/><br/>The decision was a tough one to make, but Marco managed to avoid falling into the trap of anger, pride, and envy of his mind as he finally responded to his sister. "Wonderful..." He replied simply with an added smile. His eyes shifted down to the struggling girl, and laughed. "It seems like your toy isn't too pleased about it, though."<br/><br/>His head then turned to the two other females standing aacross the room, just watching as he and his sister went about themselves. Marco stood up and approached them, observing each of their figures as he tried to decide which one would suit his training methods more. He knew that his sister had already paired him up with the slave known as Rhiannon, but the one known as Grace had enough fire in her eyes that told him she'd be a tough one to crack as well. "So... Dutchess... I'd like to request a trade with our partnered slave." Marco asked right in front of the girls as if they were merely objects. "This one would be more suited for me." He told his sister, bending down slightly over Grace to inspect her. His hand attempted to remove the hood of her cloak from her face by pulling it down so that he could get a better look at her.