<span style="color: #4dffff">"Ashia, sex with you is one of the very few things Miriam ever openly discusses. Her idea of a golden chair is probably more like a couch for her to spend all day and night pleasuring you on. But I'm... glad to hear that you are far more reasonable than her. It's why, despite not wanting to be a mother, I'm glad you sired my clutch. You are reasonable and I know I can turn to you if I ever need help. And I hope that I can one day help you too." </span>She looked at Frank and nodded as she listened.<span style="color: #4dffff"> "I see. And what color do you turn when you blush?" </span>She stood up and approached him before kissing him hard, her tongue coiling around his. She held it until he would need to breathe and looked down at him to judge his reaction.<br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"I don't like you." </span>She looked at Yinxha's wrist and touched it softly.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "Sorry for hurting you. I... feel things I lived through long ago, my flesh burning, bones being ripped out of my body, cuts, bruises, magic torments... Memories I had forgotten, everything comes in and goes in waves. Amere in labor? I hope she and the baby are okay, I always liked her, she's good for Ras. Both of the people I love... their love for me could be damaged I don't know who you're talking about but I'm such a bad mate it could be anyone... I'm a horrible person." </span>She snorted and tried to lift her head.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "My spear. I don't know where it is. I have to touch it but I can't hold it... I can't do anything. I would just die but I can't. As long as Elune lives my spear can't be destroyed. As long as my spear exists I will always resurrect. You are small and weak but... but I will respect your preferences even though I don't think you're good enough for Ras, for my best friend."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>