Sharindia shrugged one shoulder with a cold glare.<span style="color: #003366">"i figure at least five years but i am hoping for twenty. you want the the honest truth? Ras loves his children as much as i do. he would slaughter anyone who tried to hurt them with less mercy then even i have and for that i love him beyond reason, beyond sanity. i can sleep at night knowing the father of my children would murder me in my sleep if what i have become ever hurt my children. that is the raw truth of the matter and i couldn't care less if you believe me or not."</span>she shook her head with a snort of derision.<span style="color: #003366">"don't delude yourself, if you sacrificed enough to even think your past rivals mine you are a monster, plain and simple and there is no coming back. i am a monster and i miss the time of the Highborne, when i could kidnap a rival, torture, rape and degrade that person and then parade him or her in public to the applause of my enemies. i never came so hard in my life as the first time i watched my enemies eyes grow dim as their spirit broke and i used them as just another wrung on the ladder i had to climb to reach my daughter... and i hate Tyrande for rising up against Azshara before i could get to Vyre. i hate that i have to find a willing pet because Ras wouldn't approve and that glowing killjoy Order would smite me if i just picked myself a gorgeous little morsel to make my toy. do you have any idea how rare a totally submissive, masochistic, lesbian, nympho is? it could take years to find the right little Blood Elf or Draenei when it wouldn't take me more then a week to break in any woman i wanted."</span>she shook her head and looked away.<span style="color: #003366">"no, i am a monster. i didn't just do the things i did, i loved doing it and i miss doing it. i got off on torturing the fools that worshiped Azshara... and the thing i hate most of all is that Azshara is dead. i can never make her feel the pain i felt, i can never make her feel as powerless as she made me feel and i can never piss in her mouth and make her swallow it like the misery she made her people swallow year after year."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #404040">"no, none of that brought you to me. those things would have made you bed the first man that crossed your path. you came to me because you wanted more then to just get laid."</span>she shook her head and grimaced in pain but didn't pull away.<span style="color: #404040">"you need to feel these things, not push them away. try to go through your feelings one at a time, identify them and try to learn how to deal with them... you can't just stop feeling, feelings don't work that way, you can't lock them away forever, they will get out and it's always worse the longer you fight it."</span>she nodded and squeezed Vyre tightly.<span style="color: #404040"> "i know, i can feel how you feel in my arms right now." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>