<span style="color: #5900b3">“Ras doesn’t know you. The first time you met you treated him like how your father treats me. The second time you met he treated you like you treated him. If you spent any time around him you’d see his kind heart, just like you saw Ashia’s being around her for a while. Oh, right, my mother. And where do you think she lives? With Ras.” </span>She snarled and glared at Ashia.<span style="color: #5900b3">“This only came up because you told her more than she needed to know.”</span>Vyre slapped her hand on the table then stood up to get a bottle of wine which she opened with her teeth.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>