Ras held one hand to Ophidian and smiled at Zelina. “Perhaps, but part of living most of your life as a mortal is trying to make the most out of everything. So even when things do go South we can focus on the good memories. But I can see you’re upset, Syrenka was due to be married soon and you were stolen away from that and now you’re at this wedding.” He placed one hand on her shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. “There’s a single room up on the third floor, it looks out over the plains and is completely soundproof. Why don’t you go enjoy a bottle of wine and relax for a while? Scream or cry if you need to, you’ll be left alone if you want to be. But Rachel will want to meet you before you leave.”<br/><br/>Ras sighed softly and nodded.<span style="color: #808080">“Sorry. Lead the way.” </span>His wine vanished and he followed behind her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>