<span style="color: #660000">"I am not a pet that you need to feed, I can be responsible for feeding myself and I let myself get complacent. I will harvest some blood from the other servants when we get back to land store it in case something like this happens again. It is not your fault so please don't feel bad about it."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #4d4dff">"Spite, Nail, go find that missing caretaker and bring her back." </span><span style="color: #4dffff">"Yes, Mistress."</span><span style="color: #404040">"Do I have t-" </span>Nail was interrupted as Spite shoved her through a portal to the middle of the ocean.<span style="color: #4dffff"> "Any ideas where I should start my search, Ashia?" </span>Miriam frowned faintly and nodded.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "Well I hope you have the chance to show me that warm and caring side. I was serious in Stormwind when I told you wanted to be one of your consorts and I still mean it now, I want to be a real part of your life and not just some woman who you knock up then leave until it's time for round two."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>