The metal, the claws, all of them tearing at me, my magic it won't stop them, I feel nothing anymore, my flesh is nothing more, I feel my own magic fading in my hands, it can't end this way…. It just can't... I see the floor its coming up to greet me, now darkness is all I see, I feel them pulling at me, taking what I have, now I feel one, he has me by my hair, I know what is to come, sweet void take me. How… how could I fail like this, I am supposed to be undefeatable, he promised me immeasurable power… He released me, I feel myself fall to the floor again, the taste of blood still in my mouth, is it over? Are these my last seconds. I feel myself rising, something lifting my broken body, it is soft, is someone carrying me? Are they going to take me before those blasted Naru and make me pay for what they call my crimes? No… I cannot. I try to move it is no use, my body is too weak. I hear something its soft and gentle, soothing… I feel the darkness around me, it must be over… finally over…
I feel the veil of darkness lifting, my skin touching something soft, the air is heavy with a gentle smell, I hear something, sounds like water, where am I? I try to open my eyes, a bright light forces me to close them again. A voice gently calls to me, a hand touching me. I turn to try and look to who or what it is… a face, a woman's face, her skin pale as snow, with hair like the sky, her eyes a dark blue like the sea after the storm, who is she? She begins to speak gently, her voice like the sound of a river gently flowing…
"Shhh rest now Kael'Thas, you are not fully healed yet." She spoke gently to him, her hand softly resting on his hand. She could see the heavy mist covering his eyes, the remnants of her deep sleep spell she had over him these last months. He tried to speak but his voice cracked. "You don't have to speak." She replied softly, turning she lifted a cup and bringing it to his lips, he accepted it, not feeling the strength to deny her. It was cool as it slid down his throat, he felt the coolness flow through his whole body, he felt a bit of strength return to him. When she took the cup and set it back down on a small table, Kael'thas turned and began to look around, the room was a soft shade of blue, the bed where he lay was draped in a soft blue and white material. He looked back to the woman, "Who... are you?" his voice small and weak sounding. "I am Umira, and you are safe here young prince." She gave him a soft smile. "Where?" he was straining himself trying to speak. "You are in my home, please, for now rest. You will need to gain your strength back. My magic is not finished yet." She reached over and adjusted the sheet that lay over him.
Sleep, yes, but I want to know more. This woman… who is she, and why is she taking care of me? My eyes close on their own, I can't hold them open. Sleep begins to overtake my body; I have no will to deny it. I will get my answers, but for now…rest. Something soft whispers through my ears, a song… a lullaby…
It would be another week or so before the prince would manage to stay awake for more than a few minutes at a time. By the second week he began to try and move on his own. Umira would come and bring him food and speak gently to him, she didn't speak of much, asking only how he felt. "Tell me, who are you? And how did you heal me, I should be dead." He asked while she sat preparing tea. "I am a master of water, my magics of healing are beyond what many will ever dream of." She handed him a cup. "I have never heard of you, on Azeroth or the Outlands." He replied then taking a sip. "That is because I am not of Azeroth or Draenor." She stirred a cup of her own. "Then where do you hail from?" he asked his interest now peaked. Her eyes lowered to the ground, "A land that no longer exists." "Why?" he asked increasingly interested. She stood suddenly and turned, "I could draw you a bath, it could help soothe your muscles…" He had upset her, he knew it. "That would be fine." He turned the other way not wanting to look at the woman.
The water was warm as he looked over the massive pool he was sitting in, as embarrassing it had been to him to have her aid him on even simple tasks, it was worth it now. He also now could look at his skin, and he noticed a difference. His skin color was turning, it was returning to its original color, not the grey it had become after his defeat at the Eye. Everywhere he looked he could see, patches of grey meshed with the pale color. Somehow her magic was reversing the effect of the arcane magic…
This woman, she is so strange. She shows no outer signs of being powerful, but to reverse something like this… How is it possible? I must know, if a magic like this exists I must know how. Magic… I haven't felt the need since I have awakened no feeling of withdrawal… again, this woman magic must be strong, I will have to learn how she does it.
The next discovery he made was not about the woman whom was caring for him but she led him into a room that seemed to be a sitting room, a huge window at the end revealed where he was… they where underwater. He watched as strange fish swam by. He stared at the window then looked at Umira. "What's wrong?" she looked concerned, she then looked where he had been staring. "Oh yes, forgive me, you where not aware we were under the water." She gave her soft smile. He sat down by the window and looked up, he could see light above, the surface was not far away. She sat down beside him and looked up. "We are under a lake." She said running a finger across the glass a fish darting to follow it. "Explain…" his voice changed. She looked at him a bit of worry crossing her face. "How? How have you done all this? Brought me back from the grips of death, reversed the curse of the wretched… How? I must know." He looked at her, a fiery look in his eyes, he knew he hadn't the strength to conjure his magic but he would force this woman to reveal it all to him. "Please, Keal'thas calm yourself. It is not so easily explained." She reached out to try and calm him, but he moved first, he lunged at her his hand going for her throat. "You will tell me! Tell me everything!" he began to laugh. She didn't seem to suffer under his hand, she tried to pry his hands from her before a sad look crossed her eyes. Suddenly she vanished, what was once her body became a gush of water that sent the prince to the ground wet and alone. He pushed himself up and looked around, she was nowhere to be seen, and suddenly the place seemed cold…