<span style="color: #0080ff">"If you're drunk then I'm Tyrande's secret concubine." </span>She stuck her tongue out at Order sat up when asked.<span style="color: #0080ff"> "I know you'll learn to read me better with time, I trust you."</span>The Elf's mind was a pure as any mortal's could be, having turned down wealthy male suitors, and content to live peacefully among others of all races. But darkness hovered in the back of her mind, a suppressed but festering hatred directed solely at her sister who had slain and reaped the soul of Delithia's wife.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>