"And all of your work is greatly appreciated even if nobody else knows or wants to accept it." Ras took a seat at the dinning table and smiled. "How can you call yourself a Troll's mate without being able to cook for him? Hmm? I bet even Rachel could whip something up for me, and she's been dead longer than she's been alive." He flashed her a challenging grin and leaned back in his seat. When the food appeared he looked it over curiously and nodded in approval. "I don't know my love, why don't you tell me what would go best with such a spread?"<br/><br/><span style="color: red">"It's fine, she did it in my city so Valeen can get as mad as she wants but she has no jurisdiction here." </span>She pointed to the window and a large map of Silvermoon appeared.<span style="color: red">"As you can see, this is the city. Over here, is no longer part of Silvermoon, this is my own city that I own and govern."</span>Dawnstrider Square and the surrounding buildings turned red.<span style="color: red"> "This is my city and Valeen as no power here. However I did fill out the proper paperwork and will be giving to Valeen just to cover my bases. But speaking off asses, I want you to show me yours, I'd like for you to completely strip down for me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>