<span style="color: #ffff00">"how could such a force be at work within my being and me not notice?"</span>she shook her head and glanced at The'kal.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "if you did that i would have no choice but to imprison you."</span><br/><br/>Ibara sat down, watching Vyre with a stony expression, obviously fighting to keep her own emotions in check.<span style="color: #b35900">"dont say you love me, its become clear to me that no one does and no one ever will. you threw me away, my mother threw me away, Ras threw me away... everyone who has ever claimed to love me has thrown me away when i needed them most. so dont you stand there and lie to me saying that you love me. love is just a word people use to make me trust them, to make me weak and vulnerable so they can find a good spot to stick a jagged, rusty blade."</span>she slammed her hand onto her desk and stood up, shouting now.<span style="color: #b35900">"what, you think youll come in here and cry and ill forgive you? you think you can give me some soldiers and a spear and ill choke up and give in to my own weakness?"</span>she picked up a stack of papers and threw them at Vyre, most of them landing in a heap but the one on top was a notice of dismissal and exile for Shauna lightblade while the one under it the only visible part was Vyre's name.<span style="color: #b35900">"this is my answer to those who claim to love me. im throwing all of you away before any of you can throw me away again."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>