Sonatina's wedding day was beautiful and the weather was perfect, but she couldn't help nursing a small resentment even as she knew she had to help Arathorn. The merfolk were doing the customary ceremony, which involved invoking the lanizilla through the music, but since Arathorn hadn't been appointed they weren't sure if she'd show. However, it was a way to let her know they were aware of what was going on and they would work to make it right. There was a gust of wind at the time when she normally appeared so the merfolk took that as a good sign.

Sonatina, quite frankly, sulked a bit and didn't really notice that Arathorn was avoiding her because she was avoiding him. She knew she shouldn't be as upset as she was, she had everything she could need and want, even a lovely walled in saltwater pond that connected to the ocean should she wish to use it. It was how the merfolk came to visit and the only reason for the walls was because of the wind. But then she was kidnapped, which infuriated her, and she saw Arathorn come after her and her heart softened. She could see he was afraid of his power and the damage it could do but he hadn't cared about that in order to rescue her. She sang the spells that lessened the wind's strength by interspersing it with water and they ended up safe with the maurader rather the worse for wear. However this time she began to seek Arathorn out and not only get to know him but try to help him regain all that was his once again.

Sonatine was raised as the daughter of a noble family and knew she'd have to make a marriage of alliance at some point, it was her duty and that's how she was raised. But she loved the ocean and she loved swimming in it and she was just incredibly grateful that her older sister was the one who would be offered as a bride to the Lord of the Windy Manor instead of herself. She often daydreamed about her husband but could never quite picture herself with any of the mermen she met. She was fine with being patient, though.

One night she had a dream that a glorious bird with long feathers plucked her out of the water and she rode upon its back. She felt the wind her face and laughed, loving the feeling of flying. But then it carrier her up, up, up, and away from teh water and she couldn't help a tear falling from her cheek. The next morning her parents informed her that her sister would in fact be marrying another noblemer and she would be submitted as a bride candidate. She immediately thought of her dream and couldnt help thinking that she would be chosen.

Lord Arathorn didn't take long to make his choice, the messenger had come back rather quickly to announce that Sonatina had been selected. She felt resentment grow and tried to harness it, for she knew that she would need to help the lord with his control over the wind. After it was announced her parents drew her aside and informed her that all was not well at the keep, they feared Arathorn didn't know as much about his powers as he should and he hadn't even been blessed by the lanizilla in the cliff yet. She would need to keep her eyes and ears open for ways to help him without catching the attention of whoever was keeping Arathorn in the dark. This didn't help Sonatina's attitude but she knew it was for the good of the people of both the land and sea and she would do it.