Vyre nodded and leaned against the counter as much as she could.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Alright.”</span>Vyre sat quietly and Chiren vanished from her arms.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Do you still love me now that I’ve laid our egg?”</span><br/><br/>“I understand. I am but a simple vintner trying to piece his life back together. I’m not looking to make enemies in this time.” He sighed softly and shook his head. “You are to blame, Vyre and Ras are to blame, the Night Elves and Orcs are to blame. She may have been safe in her realm but she was still vulnerable to the abuse, to seeing her children and creations murdered.” He looked at Crimzon who bared her fangs at him. “The native Ras told me where to find you and asked me to inform you. I never met you in my time so when I was told you were the leader of the Night Elves I expected a more hostile reaction to the presence of a Troll. Especially one of my size.” He looked at Crimzon’s hand where the ring was hidden under her flesh. “I understand and I’m glad you’re protected. Would you like me to set up an appointment with an Eternal who can provide you assistance should you need it in the future? She is Timelost but has earned the trust and respect of Order. She is also considerably more powerful than Order from what I understand.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>