<span style="color: purple">"Then you're smarter than the rest of them and I can appreciate that, and you. I'll just have to take your word for it, the only time I've ever felt love or loved was when Nyarien when she was born. Her father was drugged and coerced into mating with me, there was no affection there, just a desire for his genes. Yes, I know, and according to my mother I've begun aging again. I don't expect anything from a priestess of this temple."</span>Vyre shrugged a bit.<span style="color: purple">"Mine was my father, after an abusive life at the mercy of my foster parents I took great pleasure in cutting him apart and making him scream."<br/>
</span><br/>Ras sighed sadly as Ibara left then slowly started to start his day. "Bye, I guess..."<br/><br/>Vyre looked over at Ibara and waved her off dismissively.<span style="color: purple">"So nice of you to show up, as for what happened. I went to find my daughter, hell broke loose, my mother blocked my communications to your priestesses, the rest you don't need to know about but that egg there."</span>She nodded to the egg.<span style="color: purple">"You'll be very lucky if I don't use your face to smash it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>