<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">Limuria  was sitting beside her desk rather than behind it, something that was rather unusual for her. She was nothing if not professional and immaculate, though today her hair was pulled back into a simple ponytail rather than the severe tightly woven braid she was known for. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">“you must forgive me master dreven, this has not been a good week.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> Though lately she hadn't been able to overlook the fact that he on the other hand, was looking much better than usual. Less dour.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff"> “the masters of my branch received your message. Illian has been told to back off or face the consequences.” </span>