Once home, Nyaka stormed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind all while muttering a number of curses.<span style="color: darkorange"> "I wouldn't care nearly as much if you were just giving him a daughter or a second son, you'd just be another member of his harem and I'd never give it, or you, a second thought. For a Troll the first born son is something to be celebrated and something to honor the mother for, I wanted that honor to go to Amere or... any Troll who would appreciate it its significance. If you think I worship the ground he walks on you know me as well as I know you, Ras broke my heart when we were young and its never full recovered, if anything I despise him not worship him. But it's my duty to always be there for him regardless of my emotions."</span>Nyaka laughed bitterly as she lowered herself into the bathtub.<span style="color: darkorange"> "Even if I didn't accept it you'd still show up to harass me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>