<span style="color: #4d4dff">"Maybe I should have been more clear, if you take advantage of my dear Dragonling I will take my late husband's runeblade and shove it so far up your ass Sylvannas herself will get jealous. I don't expect a friendship, or more, between a Human and a young dragon to go without hiccups. Speaking from experience obviously, but if you intentionally hurt her I will be very cross. She is like a daughter to me and I won't let her be abused again. And I would fully expect to hear the same from you if I were to date your daughter. And had Vyre not taken her from the city I likely would have taken her in as a maid after she lost her husband and her home was burned down."</span>She looked down at Inaara and shook her head.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"She doesn't need to look at me, she just needs to hear me. I'm going back home, I have children to tend to and I don't want them picking up any bad habits from Nail. Two Ashias will be bad enough, I don't want four of them on my hands."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>