<span style="color: #b30000">"I... am struggling to believe you. All of my life I was told to guard myself, to protect myself from all threats physical or otherwise. Now you're telling me to admit my weakness and what... hope that you or someone else doesn't abuse it later? No, that... that demon- he won't control her and I won't tolerate her presence. She'll turn him against me because I'll upset her and then what?" </span>Nyarien narrowed her eyes and extended two hands before a massive claymore appeared in each, both weapons standing as tall as the mage.<span style="color: #b30000">"I can do a little more than just punch you."</span><br/><br/>"Of course she will, and when she does I will spend more time with her. My love, I wouldn't neglect anyone. Shauna is busy, you're too pregnant, Sharindia is quickly getting there, so that just leaves Eru because Elune is going to focus on being a better mother to Relene."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>