<span style="color: #b30000">"i don't think living alone will hurt me, but you might be right about the fear... i just don't know any way around the legitimate fear that i will be discovered and chased out of the city by an angry mob. you didn't insult me, you made the sane decision to assume i was no different then the rest of the Black Dragons and i wasn't upset. when i visited Ashia her Consort tried to convince me that i didn't have to hide from the reputation of my ancestors and your immediate thoughts about me only justified my argument that i do indeed suffer from that reputation."</span>she smirked and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000">"how will you find my bed? the only way into my sleeping chamber is to teleport and you don't know where it is. i live in this house but i do not sleep anywhere a mortal could find me."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #404040">"i think drugs could have waited until she is at least five years old... and this place isn't safe for any of us and it never will be."</span>she shook her head and cradled Chiren close.<span style="color: #404040">"i wish you didn't believe that lie."</span>she nodded and smiled a bit.<span style="color: #404040">"you have brothers and sisters now. no, we can't take Amber." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>