Emily growled when she was grabbed and her tail swished in irritation.<span style="color: #0080ff">“You’re going to speak to Miriam about my behavior anyways, why do-“ </span><span style="color: #5900b3">“Stop asking questions and what you’re told. You made a mistake now apologize for it, I’m sure Frank will explain what you did wrong but for now you need to be apologize and shut up.” </span>Emily looked at Vyre then to Ashia and bowed her head slightly.<span style="color: #0080ff"> “I’m sorry. I wouldn’t fight your daughter any more than I would fight one of these pure blood children.”</span>Vyre rubbed the bridge of her nose and stole one of the triples from Ashia to inspect and pet it.<span style="color: #0080ff">“We were made stronger with the intent that our children would weaken with each generation and be normal dragonlings by time they reached the rest of the world. The’kal… never had a chance to tell you her goals. She had a whole event planned for you when she left to get ‘one last thing’. Then the other Eternal arrived and everything went to shit.”</span><br/><br/>Ras looked down and closed his eyes.<span style="color: #b3b300"> “I… sorry, Ibara. Wouldn’t you like to get out and be able to stretch your legs? I know your Troll side hates being locked up in this room. Your S- High Priestesses would be all over you if you tried to go for a walk here.”</span>He looked at Sylavandra and shook his head.<span style="color: #b3b300">“The house is fully furnished and stocked. I have it locked in time so not even dust can fall, Vincent can… oh, well if she’s only eating my cooking then I see your point. Still, even if you don’t move just yet that’ll still let you get out of this room for a while and still have some privacy. My entire winery is off limits to civilians and Animus is monitoring the perimeter, so nobody would ever know you’re there.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>