<span style="color: olive">"If living with two succubi is that traumatic for you I guess it's a good thing I'm here to give you a new home. Or find you a new one. You're being overly emotional right now, Zelina, you both are if Rayne is pregnant. That's a subject I'm not going to bother with until you've calmed down, had a glass of wine, and maybe a good night's sleep. Whisperia won't touch you while I'm around." </span>Arlokk scowled and shook his head.<span style="color: darkgreen">"What did you do to yourself, The'kal? You look terrible." </span>He moved to Zelina and pulled her into his arms to hold her tight.<span style="color: olive">"What I did doesn't concern you, it makes my mate happy and that's all I care about. Oh shut up, Whisperia, you're not going to hurt anyone. You have no right to hate Zelina when you went off and fucked the same woman who murdered you in front of your son and severed his connection to you." </span>Arlokk sighed softly and kissed Zelina's forehead softly.<span style="color: darkgreen">"You're going to have to tell me about this body when all of the dust settles."</span><br/><span style="color: darkorchid"><br/>
"Venom can be cured, an axe can be dodged, and you're not exactly the fastest thing on land. She creates ice that doesn't melt, she doesn't die, and who knows what else she can do? Mages have and will always be scarier than warriors."</span>She frowned and shook her head again.<span style="color: darkorchid"> "If I didn't have a child on each arm I think I'd hit you for that. And no, I haven't... not willingly, anyways. There was some unwanted touching a long time back but I don't really think about it. If she comes back I'll ask her then, if that's something you would want to see I'll do it for you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>