Hello! It's me, again! This is yet another backround story of a character I made up (a high elf mage). Therefore, she isn't addicted to magic (like the prince in this story! Bet you can't guess who it is! O.o)
Anyway, enjoy!
"Sir! Our scout has come back with news of the prince!"
Lor'themar Theron turned to see one of his guards escorting a high elf mage into his tent.
"Hello, lieutnent-ranger general." the high elf greeted him. He rolled his eyes and sighed at the use of his old title.
Then, he noticed that she seemed unusually... calm today. Perhaps she wasn't going to be jumpy, enthusiastic or snippy.
Just like her mother. Reckless and full of attitude. he thought. "What news do you have on Kael'thas?"
"According to my investigations and one of the spies that were in Magister's Terrace, Kael'thas is still there. He has no clue we're here." she explained, motioning to Tempest Keep.
Lor'themar nodded. "Are you ready for your next task, Aguasong?"
She nodded.
"You are going to infiltrate Tempest Keep." he explained.
"Who else is going with me?" she asked.
Lor'themar said one sentence that made Aguasong rethink her mission.
"You are going in alone."
Her face went from calm to shocked in seconds. "I'm WHAT?"
Crap. Lor'themar thought. Her unwanted side (as he called it) was starting to come out. Quick! Think strategy!
"This is so we do not attract attention. Do you really want to ruin our one chance at defeating Kael'thas? If we get rid of him, we can advance into Shadowmoon Valley and defeat the Betrayer, and possibly the whole Burning Legion! And you will be our hero, Aguasong."
Her face then went from shocked to enthusiastic. "Okay, I'll do it. Under one condition."
Damnit. he thought "And the condition?" Lor'themar was not in the mood for this.
"You admit that you liked Sylvanas Windrunner."
Lor'themar's face was now the shocked face. "I did like her!"
"More than a friend?" she asked, grinning mischieviously. The high elf mage was using this "rumor" against him. Screw being hero of Outland and Azeroth, she wanted to embaress him.
"It was never, nor will ever be, that." the Reagent Lord was in great denial.
The mage smirked. "That's not what my mother said."
Lor'themar was getting annoyed. "Your mother was my apprentice! Of course she would say something stupid like that!"
"Okay, different condition."
"And that would be?"
"If I sneak in, you have to punch Sylvanas. In the face."
"We're going to use the first condition, but don't tell Sylvanas."
"Deal." Aguasong said proudly. She was going to have so much fun with this infiltrating stuff.
"You will go in tonight. There will be a dragonhawk waiting for you outside of the camp." Lor'themar explained.
"Got it!" the mage turned to left when Lor'themar gave her a warning.
"And do not touch the green fel crystals. You are unaddicted, so do not end up like your father."
