<span style="color: #666600">"And I'm also not scared of you, I'm scare of your empress. She's paranoid that we seem to have any interest in harming her. And what, exactly, would you do if I were to drag you down here? Maybe give you a few kisses, snuggle with you like a mistress would a devoted pet? I am joking, of course. You belong to my daughter and if you want her near you that's fine with me. Between you and Susan I know you'll take good care of her." </span>She looked at the moon and smiled a bit.<span style="color: #666600">"There's going to be so many questions from the mortals."<br/>
</span><br/><span style="color: #000000">Back in Silvermoon Vyre was packing up her things quickly, shrinking down her collection of weapons to fit easily onto a rack and folding all of the clothes she had purchased for Anna.</span><span style="color: #8000ff"> "I'm not sure this move is the best idea, but there's nowhere else for us to go and we need to leave this city before it caves in on our heads. What do you think, Anna?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>