<span style="color: red">"She would be walking to the orphanage with a black eye if she called me anything but Mistress. I would, for a lack of a nicer way of putting it, remove her head if she tried to do what Ibara did. My mother isn't completely unreasonable, nor is she terribly unpredictable. She wouldn't throw Ibara away for this, she's grown too soft and loves Ibara. It's possible she left to prevernt herself from beating Ibara to a pulp like she deserves."</span>Nyarien looked down at Leena and kissed her softly.<span style="color: red">"You like him quite a bit, don't you?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>