<span style="color: #b30000">"Maybe for those who are willing to kill for fun. Even if I'm now more monster than drake I'm still a Red. I can't live a life outside of this cave, or away from you, I'm stuck in this body. I can't go out and live with the mortals, and I can't go back to Wrymrest." </span>The Red sat in silence for several more minutes before looking back to Ashia.<span style="color: #b30000">"Wet and turned on are warm blood things. Those aren't... features, I guess, that we have. I don't trust you not to hurt me, you are a black dragon, but I want you to promise me one thing." </span>She slowly stood up and let out a soft sigh, standing inches shorter than Ashia.<span style="color: #b30000">"If I can't be happy with you and your family, if being a mate and mother of your children doesn't work. I want you to promise that you'll give me a swift death. I can't go out to the world and have a life, you're the only chance I have left. Promise that you won't let me suffer anymore and I'll go with you willingly. Not as a slave or a pet, but as a potential consort."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>