<span style="color: #ff0000">"Yes, but you were only even in that position because Elune was protecting you from her own fuck up. Even you have to agree you'd be dead ten times over if Elune wasn't covering your ass. You wouldn't be able to scratch Vyre otherwise." </span>Kitori waved her hand dismissively and shook her head.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "No, no. I'm not fantasizing over her, Monia is just being a pain in the ass and picking on me."</span><br/><br/>Quite a while would pass before two massive books would appear before Order. One book was a list of every registered Night Elven citizen dating back almost a thousand years, the book flipped open to where Delithia's name should have been but it wasn't there. The second book was a list of officially recorded deaths and this one listed Delithia and one of her sisters as having died in defense of Hyjal. "Who introduced you to your mortal lover?" was scribbled across Delithia's death certificate along with a list of post-humorous accolades she had been rewarded for her service in the war. Outside, Delithia was sitting with Lily and the new harpy going through a book of red flowers to pick out a name.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>