Ras nodded and looked outside again. "Would you like to meet the Syrenka here? Ophidian likely hates Sarevess as much as your uncle, but you want nothing to do with a priestess anyways and Syrenka's adoptive mother should keep Ophidian's hatred from tainting her."<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4dff">"I wonder how pent up you can make me before get home? The more you touch and tease me the hotter I burn for you and Kitori. And who knows, with Ras visiting I may have to wait even longer. You could drive me mad with lust... Doesn't that just sound exhilarating?"</span><br/><br/>Iron looked to Britomart and slapped her without warning, though there was little force behind it.<span style="color: #8000ff">"I..."</span>She held her hand and sniffled a little.<span style="color: #8000ff">"I don't know how to react to this situation."</span>A breeze blew through the house and Order would see Fenix had returned but he was invisible to even Whisperia's heightened senses.<span style="color: #8000ff">"No, you... You can't do that. If he- I need to meet him. Surely what happened is just a misunderstanding. Whisperia, please... May I speak to him?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>