"I may need to have another room summoned in then." With a huff he walked through the portal. Once home he laid Sahra down on the couch. "Well Shauna, I hope you don't mind helping me babysit. Got a victim of negligence here, and it's pretty bad."<br/><br/>When Ashia awoke from her time with Vyre she'd find the Elf to be nowhere in sight, but her scent said she wasn't too far away and that she wasn't alone. The Highborne, fully dressed and looking as though she just left the temple, stood in front of a Troll with her arms folded and spoke in hushed but angered whispers.<span style="color: purple"> "Let me make myself clear, this is MY dragon we're talking about. I don't care if she can be a threat to the world or a threat to the city, I trust her. I don't care what she can be, I care about what she will be and right now she will be a wonderful mate and a grand addition to this city. And by the red and blue dragon blood coursing through my veins if you or your kin as much as scuff a scale on her I will bring hell down upon your tribe and shit upon the gods you worship. Now go and never let me see or hear of the Amani again." </span>She gave the Troll a hard kick and watched him scramble away.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>