<span style="color: darkorange">"i cant kill it... im still haunted by the last time i killed someone... i cant do that."</span>she looked up at Vyre for a moment before she closed her eyes.<span style="color: darkorange">"she told me at first she kept me just to spit in the eyes of her family who wanted her abort me, to go become a priestess in a secluded monastary and never come back. but when her belly started to grow and she felt me moving inside her she couldnt hate me just because of what my father did. she did love me when i was growing up and even when she left me here she said it was because she couldnt stand me being a do-gooder, but that she was proud of me otherwise."</span>she tried to shake her head as she opened her eyes again.<span style="color: darkorange"> "i cannot, i wont kill an innocent child when a life could easily be arranged for it as far away as outland if you wanted... but i cant be the one to kill it."</span>her eyes teared up but she didnt try to defy Vyre's grip on her as she looked into her mistress' eyes.<br/><br/>the Elf appeared next to Ras with a faint sigh.<span style="color: gray">"well ive had a shitty morning how about you?"</span>her hand was tightly bound as she leaned back in the chair.<span style="color: gray">"sorry to barge in but for some reason i couldnt contact you to ask if i could drop by."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>