<span style="color: purple">"And I'm sure that was the first time you've ever seen me at peace, dagger in the heart, middle of nowhere, but finally happy?"</span>She shook her head and sighed.<span style="color: purple"> "You do understand why it was so easy for me to believe her, right? Why I have hated you for all these years and have never, even to this day seen anything that tells me you didn't just abandon me? You say you've tried to reach me in the past, but I don't feel that way. You say that you didn't have the power to do so, I don't believe that, you could have reached out to me after my transformation when I needed a hug more than anything on Azeroth, a smiling face. Even when I fled Azshara and took shelter with the other refugees I would have been happy to have you, but you never showed up, never heard from you, then you begin popping up and annoying me to the point where I very nearly lashed out at my own pet." </span>She looked down at her mother and shook her head slowly.<span style="color: purple">"If there is a way I don't know of it."</span><br/><br/>Nyarien shook her head and wrapped her tail around Leena to pull her up and kiss her softly.<span style="color: red">"You want me to stay a Naga so you can have my tail, I want a fair shot at giving my son the best possible life... You want someone immortal to love you because someone of zero importance said no mortal will, I want someone kind and loving to go home to every day." </span>She broke the kiss and took a firm grip on Leena's chin to look into her eyes.<span style="color: red">"Guarantee me my son will have access to everything a land dweller would, the same opportunity to go to a school, to learn any trade he wishes, to fall in love, and being able to do it without prejudice. Promise me that and I will stay a Naga and fuck you to sleep every night if you want it. But know, I will hold you personally responsible for the actions of his peers if they're too young for me to punish myself."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>