<span style="color: #ff0000">"Then old age has made your scales as soft as your heart. A good trait, so don't take it as an insult. It's why I came with you to this island. But my mother and I have made an art form out of fixing broken or discarded mortals. Rayne would be no different, and I can see in your eyes how much it hurts you to close your heart off to her." </span>She shrugged and smiled.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "And i have no interest my son's health, but I can assure you she'll find it quite hard to do anything I don't allow her to. Give me a day to subdue her, she still fights I'll snap her neck and drown her. Painless and easy."</span>She tentatively wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder.<span style="color: #ff0000">"I'll break her body, but I won't extinguish the fire you loved. Now give her to me and give me some leather straps. Preferably before she dies. Resurrection can be so messy."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>