<span style="color: #ff0080">"yes, she knows she has a bedroom, she slept in it once the night she came here... and the next morning i mentioned a perfectly normal way to feel better when your miserable and she lost her damned mind."</span>she moaned and then shuddered with a smirk.<span style="color: #ff0080">"oh? you want to be my Elven daughter again? she gets to make demands. when i wash my animals they don't get to argue, they just have to endure being scrubbed up all nice and pretty. and they don't get hot water either."</span>she smirked at Kitori, knowing just how much they both loved having hot water to bathe in.<br/><br/>Ana moaned and stared into Vyre's eyes.<span style="color: #4da6ff"> "i like that Vyre... but i think there is an easier solution... when you call me your wife, no matter what we are doing i will call your name... but if you call me pet i will know that if i dare to utter your name i will suffer your wrath."</span>she reached up to stroke Vyre's face as she shuddered.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"that way i can still look up at your beautiful face while i devour your pussy whether i am pet or your wife... i am never giving up eating you out, i love how you smell and taste Vyre."</span><br/><br/>by the time Crimzon returned her handmaids had Tyrande all dressed and made up and her face was stone as they put on the final touches. she looked over at Crimzon and nodded, squeezing the Sentinel's hand.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i know."</span><br/><br/>this Morah took the news about as well as the other had but she nodded.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"i understand."</span>there was a short delay before she appeared with three hangers containing wrapped garments.<span style="color: #ffa64d"> "these are our robes and this is the suit we had made for you in case... well, funerals."</span>inside was a finely tailored black suit of Draenei design, carefully crafted for just such solemn occasions.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"get dressed."</span>she did as well, quickly stripping to slip into the formal black robe embroidered with black leaves that were nearly invisible but clearly denoted a druid and the other one was a perfect duplicate just as both Morahs were.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>