Anna tensed but for once held her courage.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"b-both... b-but im also t-telling y-you this as-as a coward wh-who c-cant live without y-you... p-punish me if y-you w-will b-but be a-alive to d-do so."</span>Sharindia was slow to respond and it was quite obvious Vyre had called her out of bed, the Highborn mage's hair obviously unbrushed and her robe was crooked and she rubbed her eyebrow.<span style="color: #003366">"i will need coffee and you will need your armor. the Bronze Dragons will not be happy to see me. but we cant kill them, we just have to force our way in as bloodlessly as possible"</span><span style="color: #4da6ff"> "i-ill make c-coffee, my d-dad always s-said i make g-good coffee."</span><span style="color: #003366">"thank you sweety."</span>Anna blushed as she got up and took off.<span style="color: #003366">"can i ask what this is about or do you want me to guide you silently?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>