<span style="color: darkgreen">"I'm not entirely sure, but it's probably something Whisperia would kick his ass for. Ever since your mother turned me into an Elf I haven't been able to keep an eye on him like I used to, but I can still loosely follow him around the world and detect large spikes of emotion. Right now he's in Silvermoon and I haven't seen him this angry since he hunted down Amber's biological father."</span>He shook his head and sighed.<span style="color: darkgreen">"I'm not changing the subject."<br/>
</span><br/>The second Valeen kicked open the door Vyre's Trident slammed into her midsection like a pissed off kodo and a number of daggers introduced themselves to her limbs. Inside Ras had Vyre pinned down face first on an anvil by her arms. "Answer the god damned question, I only promised to do no permanent damage."<span style="color: purple"> "Fuck you Ras, you have no power over me."</span>"If you were still a Naga I would have considered it." The Elf squirmed out of his grip and kicked him away just to get thrown down once again. "Now tell me, do you love Ibara?"<span style="color: purple">"I won't tell you a damned thing." </span>"You will, because if you don't she'll never get the son she's so deeply desired." Vyre's struggles died down almost instantly and Ras took a step back.<span style="color: purple">"So you're using a child to make me admit feelings to you?"</span>"No, I'm making sure that if I had a son with her I could trust you to protect it. And if you can't even tell me your feelings about your own pet how can I be sure my son would be safe around you?" The High Borne suddenly looked uncharacteristically uncomfortable and stood up to remove her trident from the Draenei's body.<span style="color: purple"> "Don't touch my weapons you cow."</span>She looked back at Ras and narrowed her eyes.<span style="color: purple">"I'll never tell you, I'll never let her have your child, you don't deserve that honor."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>