Hi all! I'm back, miss me? I decided to post so early cuz I already had this done and my guinea pigs got me up for water, and we're going to be away from the house, so I figured, since I'm up anyway, why not? Hope you enjoy! The mystery girl is finally revealed!

Sunspot knocked softly on the door of the holding cell. A very well furnished, comfortable, and totally luxurious cell, but still. Actually, it was more like a cabin, but still. They had the door locked and barred- the girl was a feisty one.

She and her gang of pirates had put up a good fight, making the young leopard glad that Zalim had charmed their ship; it couldn't be damaged, and anyone they willed couldn't come aboard. Claw had laid eyes on the two females, before zeroing in on her. Just one look, and he could tell- she was the one. She was beautiful, and judging solely on her proud stature she was a great warrior. She looked just as fearless as the other young woman, but something about her stood out.

After a long two hour battle going back and forth between the two groups, she and Lilith, another black panther, managed to grab the girl at Claw's orders. The other pirates looked outraged, but Zalim's magic kept them from getting her… or following them. She'd smirked and waved sarcastically at all of them, especially that awful little rabbit. He'd practically taken out her eye with a nice scratch across it with his little bone knife. She'd held ice to it for a couple hours before having Lilith help her tie a, what she hoped was temporary, seaweed eye patch over it, to prevent infection. Having air rush into it burned.

The kidnapped girl had barely said a word since she arrived. She'd been sulking in her cabin all this time, and refused to engage in communication. She rejected their food offerings, but Sunspot kept trying. If they arrived and Zalim found his bride-to-be half starved… well, she didn't want to be turned into a fur coat for either of the rulers to wear. She didn't doubt he could do that.

"M'lady." The leopard called softly, knocking again, watching as a portion of the ice disappeared. "Your morning meal has been prepared."

She simply huffed and turned away from her. "Not hungry."

"You haven't eaten in three days!" Sunspot exclaimed. "You must eat something! This isn't healthy."

"Whaddo you care?" she snapped bitterly. "You kidnap me and throw me into some cell and then you turn around and try to tell me that you care about my health?" she whirled on her, her sharp, intense eyes glaring into her orange-brown ones. "Do yourself a fever and step off. I don't need your help."

"Alright. I'll leave you to be." All the same, she nudged the gold platter forward, an assortment of fruits, vegetables, and finely cooked meats, as they weren't sure what she was accustomed to. There was plenty of fruit on that ship, they observed, but who knew? Maybe she had a taste for meat like her future husband; you could never tell with people. You learned that pretty quickly while living on Zalim's island. "I'd eat soon. Chicken isn't very good cold."

"Get lost!"

…

"Ok…" Opal looked over the plans Zalim had given her, and then at the room. Everything looked just as it had in his image to nights before. The bed was finished, the cotton making the matress confined with leather. The silken sheets were woven, smooth, and flawless. The blanket was fur (Opal really hoped it was artificial), dyed pastel pink. The cotton pillows had their smooth leathers cases, a smooth, comforting purple. The bedframe was carved with many intricate designs, everywhere you glanced. The canopy above was vines and flowers, and her walk-in window seat smelled beautifully of the honeysuckle framing the window. The walls were enchanted, she'd been informed, to change color to whatever the queen wished when she arrived.

Speaking of which, today was the day. She'd caught a glimpse of her jewelry as it was brought in, chests and chests of it being lined against all the walls. Zalim had devoted an entire room just for her jewelry and gems, piles and piles going all the way to the ceiling. All of those her jewels and accessories. Zalim must have been in a really good mood, because he actually let the sun shine. That's right, not a cloud in the sky, a perfect, serene blue with a golden ball of pure cheer hovering high above. Opal was a bit disappointed she had to be inside to work all day and miss it, but she supposed it was good enough to just get a glimpse of the lovely light whenever she passed a window.

She fingered her latest jewel creation. She'd stayed up all night crafting it. She could only hope Zalim's bride approved. She set it aside, on the wooden bedside table. "Nothing else needs done… it looks perfect."

"I hope so…" she heard one of the maids mutter somewhere off to her left, scrubbing at a single speck of… stained something-or other on the floor.

Suddenly, her lookout for their arrival, shrieked, whether in surprise or fear. "They're here!" the little hummingbird proceeded to faint. As soon as Opal heard, she tore out of there. She'd been asked by Zalim to escort her about when she arrived, show her to her bedroom and help her get settled. She couldn't be late! Just because Zalim was in a good mood today didn't mean he wouldn't obliterate her if she didn't fulfill her duties.

…

Opal couldn't help feeling a bit intimidated. She was tall. Well, everyone seemed tall to her, being only six inches high, but still! Maybe it was being nervous about meeting someone new… she got like this a lot around new people. Yes, that must be it!

"Um… Milady?"

Her eyes flitted down to her, and she crouched to her level. "And you are?"

"My name is Opal." She answered respectfully, bowing. "I have been assigned to escort you to your new home." She was clearly confused, Opal could tell from her expression. "Was the reason you are here not explained?"

"Nope." Her tone was blunt and unimpressed.

"Well…" she wasn't really sure how to respond, so instead she said "Come then. I will show you to your bedroom."

She had no choice but to follow, being flanked by five predators that didn't seem friendly. She wasn't scared, but at the same time, she wasn't stupid. She knew if she tried to fight her way out of this, like she was raised to do, she'd be easily defeated. She was outnumbered. so she followed her escort.

…

"And this is your bedroom." She was only half listening, caught up in her own thoughts. "Milady?"

"Huh?" she snapped out of her daze. "What? Didja say somethin pipsqueak?"

"Yes. Welcome to your room." She let her take it all in, gasping. The she-pirate couldn't help but gawk- it was all so beautiful. Living life as a pirate, her life was fairly simple, trained to survive in the harshest conditions. She wasn't used to this luxury, but she sure wasn't complaining. Against her will, she had to admit "Dang, this is nice."

"Only the finest for our future queen." Opal said with a bow. "Milady, if I may ask your name?"

"Hm?" she was too busy admiring a handful of small emeralds on her side table to pay much attention.

"May I ask your name?" the rabbit repeated politely.

"Raz." She said. "My name is Raz."

There ya go! There, the secret's out! Say hello to the soon-to-be, finally revealed bride! Expecting it? Not? Kayla, were you right? Please review!

I feel like I didn't put enough in this, but… well, that's all there is for this scene. Sorry I didn't put in an actual battle scene- I'm no good at those. ); Review please!