<span style="color: #0059b3">"my statement stands, you scared me half to death and i never want to go through that tunnel like that again. I'm afraid wouldn't much take you up on that, i never traveled much and the last time i did i lost my Mistress for about seventy years."</span>she frowned and sighed softly.<span style="color: #0059b3">"we need to get you a sense of humor, that was a joke."</span><br/><br/>Order crossed her arms slowly and looked at Delithia.<span style="color: #ffff00">"we will talk about that in a minute. your wife is healed by the way, perfect health, another copy of me is with her right now making final checks."</span><br/><br/>Order raised one brow but nodded.<span style="color: #ffff00">"well here i stand, obviously not a myth and I'm the one that is hard to love."</span>she rolled her eyes and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"the 'Light' is a myth. it is just an expression of magic that you mortals deemed holy and built a religion around. it cannot abandon you because it doesn't exist it have a will of it's own. if you once had holy magic but lost it that is an internal problem usually stemming from thinking you are no longer worthy. you are welcome."</span>she shook her head and a small purse with one hundred gold appeared on her table.<span style="color: #ffff00">"you can punch your husband in the shoulder for choking my mate and keep your son in her school despite her outburst. apparently your son had a wolf riding accident and to avoid getting laughed at in school he said his father gave him the bruises, Delithia believed him and went a little... crazy." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>