<span style="color: indigo">"you saved my life, i saved Arlokk's and we both know she loves him very much, your also his grandaughter. it might but i really dont have time for drawn out sex gamed with Nyaka and Sellendra, we are moving across the world so visits wont be very common. she will probably be at the temple but thats fine, i shouldnt need anymore magical assistance for a while."</span>she shook the Gnome's hand, or rather most of his body before she scooped her gems up and put them back in the chest.<span style="color: indigo">"ill be back in two days."</span>"alright, thank you very much ladies."<br/><br/><span style="color: yellow">"why? you just got your daughter back, you have your grandchild, you have a safe place to live, you have Ibara... why would you be ok with dying? well youll never earn my respect, not with what im forced to watch but if the people and soldiers wont listen to you then you cant lead them or expect them to trust you. however, if you could earn Valeen's respect or even her friendship it would make your job alot easier, shes in command of the city guard, you would be in charge of the army."</span><br/><br/>Sharindia ignored him completely, holding a pillow tight to her chest as she cried and it was only once she was touched that she snarled dangerously enough to make a Troll proud and she glared around them.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"i dont want to be here."</span>she looked down at Vyre but merely sank down next to her daughter and took her hand, cradling it softly, her tears falling into it as she spoke in ancient Darnassian.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"i wont let this happen to you VV... i wont... i wont..."</span>she looked up at him and glared.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"dont think to lecture me on how to manipulate time... tell me, how were two magicless Naga supposed to escape the most powerful mage ever to exist? she had to believe they couldnt possibly escape and she would only believe that if they were dead or worse then. if i hadnt blocked communications Ibara's moron of a mage would have teleported them to the surface from twenty-two thousand feet under the sea making them explode a split second later from their internal pressure. and yes, in the previous timeline Vyre was laying in my arms dying, she asked me about her daughter and when i said she was dead she asked me to go back in time and free her. i told her there was only one way to arrange their escape, and i looked at two hundred diffferent timelines. she said the same thing i would, "i will endure anything for my child." and so i arranged it. i planted the idea in her head to seek her daughter, i helped Ibara find Nyarien, i kept Vyre from getting caught on her way in. and now i endure her hatred because thats what i knew would be my punishment for letting that happen to her."</span>she looked at Vyre's hand again, holding it tightly.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"why is it i only get to hold you when your dead or dying?"</span>she looked over Vyre's body again before at the hand he had mentioned and she pulled all of her daughter's hands to her chest, arranging them gently and checked to see what she was holding, her other hand waving at the dagger, making it vanish and the wound dissapear but it was merely an illusion.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"no one else will see you like this, dont worry." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>