Emily let out a soft growl and pressed herself into his hands.<span style="color: #4d4dff">“I do enjoy the feel of your hands, they’re so warm… We need to find some way to thank Inaara for bringing us together and Empress for making us compatible.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">“I don’t expected to be thanked for showing up to work on time or submitting some paperwork but… these people have nicer parks, lower taxes, higher wages, their quality of life is improving by the day and I’m still called a goat and an invader.”</span>She poked at her food and started to eat it.<span style="color: #b30000"> “This is pretty good. Maybe I will go for a walk in the market later, I do think that would make me feel better. Hey… Do you love me?” </span>She stopped and looked at her bottle of wine.<span style="color: #b30000">“I called on Animus and she told me that you don’t actually want to be with me. That you’re only with me so your sisters can be sure that I’m not anywhere near Silvermoon.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>