<span style="color: #5900b3">"They're my children too, Ashia. All of them. I'm your mate and prime consort and every egg, every child, no matter who carries it, is mine as much as it is yours. I will kneel and apologize to Order for the way I've treated her. I will not let my temper get in the way of our children's growth and happiness."</span><br/><br/>Rayne stared at the bow as Jass spoke and ran one finger down it with a look of reverence.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "I don't think you need to repair it. I think you need another one to go with it. Perhaps a quiver adorned with your feathers? An inseparable set." </span>She squeezed his hand and smiled at him.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "I think this one will top them all. Your feathers may all just fall out at once."</span>She looked around the room and stared in wonder. The Elf wandered from piece to piece, touching and inspecting every piece as she listened to him.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "I want to take you to Azeroth before your time is up. That's not the unreasonable request. I want you to see my forest, my home, a place of peace and tranquility."</span>She wandered over to the head and looked it over in awe and respect.<span style="color: #a64dff">"I can't offer you a family gathering but between Isabelle, Eliza, and myself I think you'll have plenty of chaos even when you don't want it." </span>She moved behind him and hugged him tight, resting her head on his shoulder.<span style="color: #a64dff">"I don't want you to die alone in this house. In this... tomb. I want you to be the father figure I never had, I want you to be my family. I am telling... I am asking you to stay with me until the end."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>