"And here I was thinking at I could at least rely on one of my women to stand up for me, clearly I was wrong. A good and proper rut? Maybe if I was an actual Troll, but that's not to say I would be against letting you try." He shook his head and smiled a little. "I haven't crippled any of you because I take precautions not to, if we didn't have other responsibilities I'd worry about my own pleasure a lot more and focus less on making sure I don't hurt you." With a nod he whistled for Eru again. "Sounds good, I think we'll start in the shower then move to the bedroom. Smelling Elune has made my own lust flare up quite bad and I'd like to take it out on you sooner than later. I also fully intend on leaving you with a child or a two."<br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"We talk every so often, not every day but often enough that he's not having to watch you to make sure you're not giving him a reason skin you. Who said anything about turning them into the Silvermoon justice system? You seem to forget, or just not know, that Nalo's half of the city is completely separate from Silvermoon. So if anything were to happen over there they wouldn't be protected by the city's broken rules. I didn't hear, but I don't pay attention to those kinds of things, they're irrelevant to me. My focus is on military affairs and making sure Nalo keeps her nose clean."</span>The Elf nodded and smiled.<span style="color: purple"> "Yep, but everyone's gone to bed so I'm just going to put them away. I wonder why she's like that, well not really, being a Trollish god would probably hollow out the soul of even the kindest heart. It's one thing to be hated for being evil, but to be hated for trying your best to meet the needs and demands of your people? Even I wouldn't want to deal with that."</span><br/><br/>There was a knock on the Valeen's office before Nalo let herself in and locked the door behind her.<span style="color: red">"I told you I was going to take you out for dinner but that shithead of an Elf caused a storm of issues for me, legal and otherwise. Hopefully this'll make it up to you." </span>She sat down a decent sized lunch box on Valeen's desk fill with fresh bread, a few slices of various fruits, and meat. A simple offering not too far from the standard soldier ration she was used to, though far fresher.<span style="color: red">"It's not much but you need something in your stomach if you plan on staying up late again."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>