<span style="color: #ffff00">"and all the while i went out of my way not to drag you into it because it is all very complex."</span>she nodded with a smile.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i hope that goes well for you." </span><br/><br/>Elerona flinched a little and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"does everyone around me suddenly go deaf when i tell them i can't take any further abuse?"</span>she stared at Elerona, fresh tears forming.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "yes, children, infants... partially because of your precious Empress' meddling... i had to kill twenty children in their mother's wombs because they were malformed, malnourished... most of them would have died before they were born and the rest would have lived very short agonizing lives and died anyway... i couldn't fix them, the damage was too extreme... i couldn't move their souls they were too new and fragile, they would have come apart in my grip... so i killed them... no pain... just... never knowing anything at all. the Empress knows, we had a long fight..."</span>she shook her head but didn't seem to care about being moved and fell into the chair.<span style="color: #ffff00">"why should i care what you need? i woke up kidnapped and you demanded i heal you and get out of your life again... oh, and more blame... just what i needed... more blame for things that i didn't do."</span>reaching out to Order was a mistake, the pain she felt right now dwarfed all of the torture and lost lovers Elerona had ever had, eclipsing anything else Order might be feeling nor was she in any condition to feel anything Elerona tried to show her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>