<span style="color: #0000ff">"Dragonling children aren't nearly as involved as normal babies and it's called a babysitter, most of the women should have friends who would be willing to help for a similar favor. anyway, I'm just glad you're willing to listen to my advice."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"i didn't take you into that room, you wandered off. i could never stand the smell of branding... i didn't say that, i was just concerned that you wouldn't put it to much use."</span>Leena frowned a little and then shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">"actually i wouldn't. i have two amazing lovers to give me all the pleasure i could want."</span>she raised her hand to catch them before frowning at Nyarien.<span style="color: #ff0000">"dear?"</span>she jumped slightly before she grabbed the glass of milk and knelt down next to Nyarien.<span style="color: #ff0000">"here, take a decent drink but don't swallow, swish it around first and then keep repeating it."</span>she helped the Elf drink with a faintly amused smile while Jasmine giggled mercilessly.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"can we trick Vyre into eating like ten of those? i would love to see her sample the pain she inflicted on Ibara." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>