Morah shook her head and frowned.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"no, you really can't. this recipe, this cake... its the one good thing my mother ever did okay? she would make it on birthdays and it was the only time she wasn't cruel or beating my father. its sacred to me."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #006666">"yes, i have endured far worse. but that was before my sisters learned that if they send Morah in here with this huge teary eyes and have her pout at me i melt like a damned snowman in Tanaris. so now i have to balance my stubbornness against their soft hearts. you can carry me when my head has been severed from my neck and not a moment sooner."</span>she inhaled sharply and then slowly exhaled.<span style="color: #006666">"i don't need to go this instant, i just got back to this couch two minutes before you knocked. there are no wars and i am not a soldier, i am the captain of the city watch. oh i am not going to pick a fight with you, i hate losing and i know i would, i am no match for a demigod. maybe ten thousand years ago i could have dented you, i had much better armor and weapons then you can get on Azeroth."</span>she sat up to rub her healing leg and then adjusted so she was sitting on the couch instead of laying.<span style="color: #006666"> "no, i would just be a thorn in your side. there are permits involved in running a winery that need to be checked whenever i feel like it. then there are safety inspections, i can do those whenever i want. oh, and you will have to keep careful records and i can have a dozen people up in your house checking those out every year. even if we both know everything is to the letter of the law i can check any number of things as often as i like and with the checkered past of the native Ras you would never win a harassment case against me... i am just being diligent with a man who was once a professional assassin."</span>she smirked at him and shook her head.<span style="color: #006666">"its not about bullying anyone or wanting weak men. i am old enough to remember the Draenei home world and i have had many strong men in that time... but now it's boring. hell, i got so bored i spent a few thousand years playing with other women just for some variety. but all the men were the same, big barrel chests, arms as big as my thigh, cocks that are way too damned big and i am just tired of it. you can call me a bully but i want someone who can't overpower me for once, i want someone who isn't blue, i want someone who isn't going to try to talk me into having children or marrying them. i did the child thing once, never, ever again. i nearly died in labor, the child did and my mate at the time blamed me for it, fuck that."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>