<span style="color: #8000ff">“I’m just a simple priestess, despite my feathered mate here. Any juice would be lovely, I have a long day ahead of me so no alcohol yet.” </span>She smiled and took a seat.<span style="color: #8000ff">“It’s quiet here, I like that.”</span><br/><br/>Vyre bit her lip and rolled onto her side to look at Ashia.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Do you think The’kal really did all of this? She was a bumbling idiot and a walking disaster but… she was very simple minded too. She was predictable. I’m not defending her in any way but maybe she was set up a lot further back than we thought? I’m not saying she didn’t have anything to do with this, but our children are all so perfectly fine unique for their respective colors. Maybe she wanted them different, but someone else made them more different if that makes sense.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>