<span style="color: #5900b3">"i dont know, im afraid i dont know alot about their relationship... Britomart had already drifted far from me when they met."</span><br/><br/>Ashia shook her head with a frown.<span style="color: #404040">"no, im no longer in the mood for sex."</span>she looked at the letter and then at Red.<span style="color: #404040">"you really are sheltered... mortals are their own worst plague. they lie, cheat, steal, murder and enslave eachother over greed. they fight amongst themselves for wealth and power and there isnt a single way they dont try to exploit eachother to get it."</span>she looked at the paper before she flopped back into bed.<span style="color: #404040"> "before you protest, i could spend every waking moment working and never make a dent... its one of the reasons im so hellbent on having children, i need help and who better then children i help raise?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>