Rayne was about three shades darker from her blush as she stared at her hands.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Well you wouldn’t be out a Gaheeli for long. She knows about you and how well you’ve taken care of me. And you’ll always be welcome here.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #330066">“Oh, it’s fine. We’re going to take his blood money and use it for something positive.”</span>When Anna called herself fat the following snarl from Vyre would send a chill down her spine.<span style="color: #330066"> “Come here and lift up your shirt.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #336600">“Masks? Well now I’m mildly concerned but I trust you’ll give me a full break down of all the rules and what to expect when we meet at your house tonight.” </span>He nodded and held one hand over his plate to warm it up.<span style="color: #336600">“Vincent is a pretty good guy, and some of the younger priestesses like his rugged looks. I wonder if he’s going to stay loyal to Sylavandra. I hadn’t thought about her addiction, maybe I’ll start infusing here when I visit.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>