<span style="color: #8000ff">"You're the goddess, you tell me what you suggest. Because I'll do anything to keep her safe." </span>She looked at the bottle and took it with a smile.<span style="color: #8000ff">"We live in the presence of the self-proclaimed Goddess of Mothers. I trust Anna will be okay." </span>Vyre nodded again and looked back at Order.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Again, none of that was planned. I would have spoken to The'kal and asked her to reinforce Anna's body like she did mine if I thought things would have gone that far. Ashia won't be fucking anyone in the ass except her breeding stock down in the village and The'kal. I'm still very pissed off about that and plan on talking to about it when she wakes." </span>Her gaze narrowed and an angry growl rumbled low in her chest.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "She took my man, can't keep him satisfied, and is now going back to her old ways? I'm almost surprised..." </span>Anna wouldn't need to understand Darnassian to recognize the venom in her mistress' voice.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Yeah, I think I can. If she's dead I know I can give Ras a strong son to be proud of instead of whatever bastard she pulled out of a random timeline. My mother is much too vain to ever go through the stages of pregnancy."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>