p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The heritage armor was the only thing that was brought in terms of formal wear. Although the tribes in Northrend were all newer they still had rich history. The women wore very heavy chain mail gowns that came off the shoulder. Quite literally the only thing keeping them on their bodies were the corsets around their torso under the bosom. The bottom of the gown were threaded with plate making it noisy when walked in. Long sleeves trailed down the arms with a pair of dark gray leather gloves. The shoulders nearly resembled castles sitting either side of the head. The head itself presented a plate circular headpiece buried in the hair making it even more voluminous. The only amount of skin visible was the neck and face; everything else was covered entirely. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana turned to face the large room filled with nobility and other important figures. She tried to ignore the urge to turn back and take the damn gown off but knew she had to at least make an appearance at this formal gathering. If the dress were quiet, maybe she's feel better about making a scene. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Her father appeared beside her, offering his arm. He was a stocky man with more muscle than anyone could ever have a need for. He was shorter than His Royal Majesty Varian Wrynn, but just as capable it would seem. His dark hair was combed back but his beard was still unkempt. Scruffy; just as he always preferred it. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""emspan style="font-weight: normal;"Try/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;" for me tonight," her father, Morgan, spoke./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Only a truly egotistical man would name his daughter after himself. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I'll put in the same amount of effort you put into your facial hair," she shot back turning her face away from the entrance./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"He grumbled before walking her forward. Morgana flinched the first time she heard her gown echo in the large room before them. Now all the attention was on her and her outrageous getup she was in. The talking quieted and the music nearly went off key as she turned to face the King and Prince of Stormwind. Morgan bowed deeply as Morgana lifted her stone gray skirt in a polite curtsy. She could've gone lower but falling over wasn't in the plan that night. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana always kept her gaze low. She let her father do the talking to any nobles and hardly knew any of the importance faces around her; including the King and Prince of Stormwind. She figured it was easier that way instead of interjecting herself when in reality she wasn't that important. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She had no title. Yes, in all technicality, she was a princess, but she took no responsibilities as one. To her father, and the rest of the world, she was a hunter at best. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana followed her father's lead when he turned away from the front of the room. King Wrynn called back to Morgan just as the father and daughter finished turning. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Why doesn't your daughter start off the night with my son in a dance?" he asked curiously. "Since you are a man of tradition, wouldn't that be the proper way to begin tonight's festivities?"/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgan dropped his arm leaving Morgana facing away from the King as he turned to speak./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"He smiled and shrugged lightly, "She hasn't danced in nearly a decade, I'm afraid she might not remember how, to be honest, Your Majesty."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Not like dancing in this obnoxious dress would really be something anyone would want to watch or listen to./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana?" King Varian called her name./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She felt her shoulders jump up at the thunder of his voice. She turned to face him still keeping her eyes low, barely able to see his shoes./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Would you be willing to dance?" King Varian finished. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She thought for a moment but couldn't justify saying "no" to a King, "If that is what you wish, Your Majesty."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Don't trip on your /spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"skirt/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;"," Morgan uttered under his breath as Morgan started walking out to meet the Prince./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana tried to walk on her tip toes praying that it would muffle the sound; it helped but her dress was still clashing against the stone floors. She could feel her cheeks burn with embarrassment as she met the Prince knowing her dress would more than likely be louder than the music provided./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I'm sorry," Prince Anduin spoke softly. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana's gaze shot up. His voice was so tender compared to his father's. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"What?" Morgana breathed confused looking back down. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Why would a crowned prince be apologizing to her?/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Prince Anduin slowly bent over to whisper in her ear, she was shorter compared to the Stormwind women. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I tried talking him out of a dance, I know this gown is rather difficult to walk in needless dance in," Prince Anduin explained. His voice in her ear nearly sent shivers down her spine. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The prince's tenderness made her uneasy./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"It's fine," Morgana forced the words out. "I'll make due."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I requested the slowest song I could," the prince whispered again before he took a few steps back./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana let out a slow sigh of relief. At least someone was on her side. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She waited for the prince to offer his hand before she stepped forward. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana desperately searched through her memories of when her mother taught her her to dance as she reached out to take the prince's hand. It was true she wasn't well versed on the art of dancing within recent years, but if she could pull from her childhood, it might end up alright. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Just as she reached his hand her breath caught short as a sharp pin point needle pushed on her throat. She froze just staring the prince in the eyes unable to communicate. Morgana knew exactly who this was and what they had come for. And it was their perfect opportunity, seeing as how she was completely unarmed without any defense. Even if she managed to push off her invisible attacker all she had were her arms currently. And that sharp point pushing on her throat could easily puncture through her chain mail gown. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"This is it, Morgana thought as her eyes swelled with tears./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana?" Prince Anduin called to her stepping forward./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"This is how I die, Morgana finished as she closed her eyes accepting her fate./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"For my brother," the voice spoke before pushing harder on Morgana's throat. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""emspan style="font-weight: normal;"Rogue!/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;"" Prince Anduin shouted./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The next moment Morgana was thrown to the floor with a large puncture in her neck connecting to her jaw. Chaos surrounded her as she propped herself up immediately putting pressure on her throat. She could feel her warm blood soaking through her gloves quickly. Morgana's mind raced as she attempted to pull off her gloves to stop the blood. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I need my bandages, Morgana thought knowing they were no where close to her. The bandages were made of magic, the only magic her father allowed her to use if seriously injured. Healer's weren't used much in Northrend under Morgan's rule. He felt they made a warrior weak; relying on a healer to mend you was weakness in his eyes. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She held onto her wound with one hand and propped herself up with the other staring at the stone floor trying to think where they would be. Both gloves were soaked through at this point only putting pressure to the wound./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"They'd be on the ships in the harbor, she thought. I'll never make it there in time./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Her vision was coming in and out, she noticed the blood start to fall to the floor before her. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana!" Prince Anduin called as he fell to the floor beside her. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"He reached out her to hand holding the wound closed. Morgana pulled away shaking her head. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Please don't," Morgana begged in fear. "I need my bandages."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I can help," Anduin spoke seeing how panicked she was. "Morgana, please, I can help."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana kept shaking her head knowing if she lost pressure there was no way to survive./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Prince Anduin took charge then ripping Morgana's hand from her neck holding it away from her. Morgana let out a slight yelp before Anduin pushed her chin up to look at him with his thumb while slowly healing the wound with his other fingers./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana, listen," Prince Anduin spoke to her softly again. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Something about his gaze kept Morgana from attempting to take her arm back. She only noticed just then how impossibly blue his eyes were. Then she had a slight tickle on her neck where Anduin was healing her. The feeling wasn't strong enough for her to squirm but once Anduin was done running his fingers along her neck and jawline a shiver ran up her spine causing her cheeks to burn. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana grasped at her neck then unable to feel anything out of the ordinary. She grabbed at it several times before looking back to the prince. She even looked down at her hands expecting to see blood./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"It's..." she trailed off unsure if she believed what happened. "It's... fully healed?"/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Prince Anduin nodded, "And you won't scar either since I got to it so fast."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Thank you, Your Highness," Morgana spoke after a moment bowing to him as they both remained on the floor. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"No need to thank me," Prince Anduin smiled. "It's kind of my duty to heal others."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Anduin stood offering her a hand to help her up. She took it gladly getting to her feet still touching her neck to check for any blood; unable to find any./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Have you really never been healed before?" Anduin asked noticing how much disbelief she still had. "My father mentioned how your father isn't too keen on healers."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana thought for a moment choosing her words wisely./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"It's a sense of pride, I suppose," She answered straightening out some of the chain mail. "A strong man doesn't need help or seek it to him."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"And who-"/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana!" Morgan interrupted. "/spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"Get him!/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;""/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana didn't hesitate, "/spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"In this?!/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;""/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"There was a moments pause between the three of them. br /"You want me to chase him down in /spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"this?/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;"" Morgana asked again shaking her chain mail gown./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Take off the head piece and the shoulders," Morgan said sternly through his teeth fully aware he couldn't be too hard on his daughter with the prince standing there. "And /spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"get him!/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;""/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgan stormed away as a few soldiers walked in with Morgana's bow and arrows. Morgana sighed as she gently pulled at the head piece buried in her dark hair./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana, if you're not up to it I can understand," Prince Anduin spoke gently reaching out to touch her arm. "You reacted very differently to my healing, there might be more side effects."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I can't say "no" to him," Morgana replied as the soldiers worked to remove her shoulder pieces. "I'm sorry."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana took her bow in hand as the last mantle was removed, "Excuse me, Your Highness."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She strode out of the large ballroom hearing yelling and sirens. She turned to her right seeing many soldiers of both sides run in that general direction./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Her father appeared from behind her and grabbed her arm, "He's on the backside of Stormwind making a break for the harbor. If he gets there, he gets away."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Where would you have me perched?" Morgana asked sighing. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"On top of the tallest tower in the north," Morgan answered dragging her along with him. "You might have to shoot over water if he's made it that far."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana knew she's have bruises on her arm with how hard her father was dragging her through the castle. They passed through corridors, climbed stairs, and found the King's bedchamber before finding the north tower. Morgana went straight to the edge after her father released her searching for any sign of movement. The moon was out, which made the situation slightly better, but finding a rogue in the moon-lit sky wasn't easy. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana sighed, "I dunno, maybe-"/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""emspan style="font-weight: normal;"Keep looking!/span/emspan style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"" Morgan shouted nearly spitting on his daughter./span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana?" Prince Anduin called out as he came up the stairs. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Yes? Your Highness?" Morgana replied meeting him at the stairs. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Can you use these?" Anduin asked holding out an open box./span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana's jaw dropped upon seeing the Prince's offering. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""emspan style="font-weight: normal;"Wow/span/emspan style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"," she said breathlessly. "You have night goggles?"/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana reached out to pick up the pair of goggles but her father's slapped her hand away. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"No, no no," Morgan stated shaking his hand at them. "You don't need those. You can do this without help, just look."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Prince Anduin saw the disappointment in Morgana's face. Her father was a man of tradition which translated to doing things the hard way. He was also a very prideful man, borderline egotistical. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"With all due respect, Lord Farron," Prince Anduin spoke using the formality of surnames. "Considering all she has for light is the moon, I'm not even sure if my hunter's could find something hidden tonight without help. Plus, this could potentially be quicker if you want to find him before he's escaped Stormwind."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana looked up at Anduin as a smile tugged on her lips. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgan grumbled before speaking to Morgana, "We'll talk about this later. For now, just get him."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"A sigh of relief and a smile appeared on Morgana's face as she took the night goggles with care. She put them on and went to the highest setting illuminating the entire back side of Stormwind. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Knowing Val he's probably sitting in a bush waiting for the excitement to die down," Morgana spoke out loud. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Found him," Morgana said with a smirk. "Get me a screamer."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"A soldier carrying Morgana's arrows handed her one made from stone with small holes in it. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Why a screamer?" Prince Anduin asked./span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Sometimes I like them to know I'm coming," Morgana smiled pulling the bow back. "Plus, this way he knows I survived his attack."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Prince Anduin smiled impressed with her thinking. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana struggled emotionally. Val was like a brother to her but he had wronged her several times in their childhood. She knew their families were rivals and at war, but they had already lost their oldest son a few weeks prior. Maybe is she showed mercy things would start to become a bit more normal between the families. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Val was just sitting there slightly facing away from her looking at the castle. He was completely unaware of her presence and what she had pointed at him. He was younger than her and didn't have the experience needed to pull this off but Morgana guessed his mother sent him to do some dirty work anyways. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana lowered her aim slightly and let her arrow fly a moment later. Only a sharp sudden scream was heard from the arrow briefly before it hit its target. Val cried out for a brief moment before the quiet sobbing followed. He was a bit sensitive to pain; more than likely because he was one of the babies of the tribe and didn't get much tough love growing up. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""emspan style="font-weight: normal;"You missed,/span/emspan style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"" Morgan stated flatly./span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana turned to her father letting the night goggles rest on her head. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Well, /span/spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"get him/span/emspan style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"," Morgana spoke before slightly turning her back to her father. "That's your job to kill your nephews."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana turned to face the large room filled with nobility and other important figures. She tried to ignore the urge to turn back and take the damn gown off but knew she had to at least make an appearance at this formal gathering. If the dress were quiet, maybe she's feel better about making a scene. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Her father appeared beside her, offering his arm. He was a stocky man with more muscle than anyone could ever have a need for. He was shorter than His Royal Majesty Varian Wrynn, but just as capable it would seem. His dark hair was combed back but his beard was still unkempt. Scruffy; just as he always preferred it. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""emspan style="font-weight: normal;"Try/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;" for me tonight," her father, Morgan, spoke./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Only a truly egotistical man would name his daughter after himself. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I'll put in the same amount of effort you put into your facial hair," she shot back turning her face away from the entrance./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"He grumbled before walking her forward. Morgana flinched the first time she heard her gown echo in the large room before them. Now all the attention was on her and her outrageous getup she was in. The talking quieted and the music nearly went off key as she turned to face the King and Prince of Stormwind. Morgan bowed deeply as Morgana lifted her stone gray skirt in a polite curtsy. She could've gone lower but falling over wasn't in the plan that night. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana always kept her gaze low. She let her father do the talking to any nobles and hardly knew any of the importance faces around her; including the King and Prince of Stormwind. She figured it was easier that way instead of interjecting herself when in reality she wasn't that important. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She had no title. Yes, in all technicality, she was a princess, but she took no responsibilities as one. To her father, and the rest of the world, she was a hunter at best. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana followed her father's lead when he turned away from the front of the room. King Wrynn called back to Morgan just as the father and daughter finished turning. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Why doesn't your daughter start off the night with my son in a dance?" he asked curiously. "Since you are a man of tradition, wouldn't that be the proper way to begin tonight's festivities?"/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgan dropped his arm leaving Morgana facing away from the King as he turned to speak./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"He smiled and shrugged lightly, "She hasn't danced in nearly a decade, I'm afraid she might not remember how, to be honest, Your Majesty."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Not like dancing in this obnoxious dress would really be something anyone would want to watch or listen to./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana?" King Varian called her name./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She felt her shoulders jump up at the thunder of his voice. She turned to face him still keeping her eyes low, barely able to see his shoes./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Would you be willing to dance?" King Varian finished. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She thought for a moment but couldn't justify saying "no" to a King, "If that is what you wish, Your Majesty."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Don't trip on your /spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"skirt/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;"," Morgan uttered under his breath as Morgan started walking out to meet the Prince./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana tried to walk on her tip toes praying that it would muffle the sound; it helped but her dress was still clashing against the stone floors. She could feel her cheeks burn with embarrassment as she met the Prince knowing her dress would more than likely be louder than the music provided./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I'm sorry," Prince Anduin spoke softly. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana's gaze shot up. His voice was so tender compared to his father's. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"What?" Morgana breathed confused looking back down. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Why would a crowned prince be apologizing to her?/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Prince Anduin slowly bent over to whisper in her ear, she was shorter compared to the Stormwind women. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I tried talking him out of a dance, I know this gown is rather difficult to walk in needless dance in," Prince Anduin explained. His voice in her ear nearly sent shivers down her spine. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The prince's tenderness made her uneasy./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"It's fine," Morgana forced the words out. "I'll make due."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I requested the slowest song I could," the prince whispered again before he took a few steps back./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana let out a slow sigh of relief. At least someone was on her side. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She waited for the prince to offer his hand before she stepped forward. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana desperately searched through her memories of when her mother taught her her to dance as she reached out to take the prince's hand. It was true she wasn't well versed on the art of dancing within recent years, but if she could pull from her childhood, it might end up alright. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Just as she reached his hand her breath caught short as a sharp pin point needle pushed on her throat. She froze just staring the prince in the eyes unable to communicate. Morgana knew exactly who this was and what they had come for. And it was their perfect opportunity, seeing as how she was completely unarmed without any defense. Even if she managed to push off her invisible attacker all she had were her arms currently. And that sharp point pushing on her throat could easily puncture through her chain mail gown. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"This is it, Morgana thought as her eyes swelled with tears./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana?" Prince Anduin called to her stepping forward./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"This is how I die, Morgana finished as she closed her eyes accepting her fate./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"For my brother," the voice spoke before pushing harder on Morgana's throat. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""emspan style="font-weight: normal;"Rogue!/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;"" Prince Anduin shouted./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The next moment Morgana was thrown to the floor with a large puncture in her neck connecting to her jaw. Chaos surrounded her as she propped herself up immediately putting pressure on her throat. She could feel her warm blood soaking through her gloves quickly. Morgana's mind raced as she attempted to pull off her gloves to stop the blood. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"I need my bandages, Morgana thought knowing they were no where close to her. The bandages were made of magic, the only magic her father allowed her to use if seriously injured. Healer's weren't used much in Northrend under Morgan's rule. He felt they made a warrior weak; relying on a healer to mend you was weakness in his eyes. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She held onto her wound with one hand and propped herself up with the other staring at the stone floor trying to think where they would be. Both gloves were soaked through at this point only putting pressure to the wound./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"They'd be on the ships in the harbor, she thought. I'll never make it there in time./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Her vision was coming in and out, she noticed the blood start to fall to the floor before her. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana!" Prince Anduin called as he fell to the floor beside her. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"He reached out her to hand holding the wound closed. Morgana pulled away shaking her head. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Please don't," Morgana begged in fear. "I need my bandages."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I can help," Anduin spoke seeing how panicked she was. "Morgana, please, I can help."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana kept shaking her head knowing if she lost pressure there was no way to survive./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Prince Anduin took charge then ripping Morgana's hand from her neck holding it away from her. Morgana let out a slight yelp before Anduin pushed her chin up to look at him with his thumb while slowly healing the wound with his other fingers./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana, listen," Prince Anduin spoke to her softly again. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Something about his gaze kept Morgana from attempting to take her arm back. She only noticed just then how impossibly blue his eyes were. Then she had a slight tickle on her neck where Anduin was healing her. The feeling wasn't strong enough for her to squirm but once Anduin was done running his fingers along her neck and jawline a shiver ran up her spine causing her cheeks to burn. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana grasped at her neck then unable to feel anything out of the ordinary. She grabbed at it several times before looking back to the prince. She even looked down at her hands expecting to see blood./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"It's..." she trailed off unsure if she believed what happened. "It's... fully healed?"/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Prince Anduin nodded, "And you won't scar either since I got to it so fast."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Thank you, Your Highness," Morgana spoke after a moment bowing to him as they both remained on the floor. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"No need to thank me," Prince Anduin smiled. "It's kind of my duty to heal others."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Anduin stood offering her a hand to help her up. She took it gladly getting to her feet still touching her neck to check for any blood; unable to find any./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Have you really never been healed before?" Anduin asked noticing how much disbelief she still had. "My father mentioned how your father isn't too keen on healers."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana thought for a moment choosing her words wisely./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"It's a sense of pride, I suppose," She answered straightening out some of the chain mail. "A strong man doesn't need help or seek it to him."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"And who-"/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana!" Morgan interrupted. "/spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"Get him!/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;""/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana didn't hesitate, "/spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"In this?!/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;""/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"There was a moments pause between the three of them. br /"You want me to chase him down in /spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"this?/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;"" Morgana asked again shaking her chain mail gown./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Take off the head piece and the shoulders," Morgan said sternly through his teeth fully aware he couldn't be too hard on his daughter with the prince standing there. "And /spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"get him!/span/emspan style="font-weight: normal;""/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgan stormed away as a few soldiers walked in with Morgana's bow and arrows. Morgana sighed as she gently pulled at the head piece buried in her dark hair./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana, if you're not up to it I can understand," Prince Anduin spoke gently reaching out to touch her arm. "You reacted very differently to my healing, there might be more side effects."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"I can't say "no" to him," Morgana replied as the soldiers worked to remove her shoulder pieces. "I'm sorry."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana took her bow in hand as the last mantle was removed, "Excuse me, Your Highness."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She strode out of the large ballroom hearing yelling and sirens. She turned to her right seeing many soldiers of both sides run in that general direction./span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Her father appeared from behind her and grabbed her arm, "He's on the backside of Stormwind making a break for the harbor. If he gets there, he gets away."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"Where would you have me perched?" Morgana asked sighing. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-weight: normal;"On top of the tallest tower in the north," Morgan answered dragging her along with him. "You might have to shoot over water if he's made it that far."/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana knew she's have bruises on her arm with how hard her father was dragging her through the castle. They passed through corridors, climbed stairs, and found the King's bedchamber before finding the north tower. Morgana went straight to the edge after her father released her searching for any sign of movement. The moon was out, which made the situation slightly better, but finding a rogue in the moon-lit sky wasn't easy. /span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana sighed, "I dunno, maybe-"/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""emspan style="font-weight: normal;"Keep looking!/span/emspan style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"" Morgan shouted nearly spitting on his daughter./span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana?" Prince Anduin called out as he came up the stairs. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Yes? Your Highness?" Morgana replied meeting him at the stairs. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Can you use these?" Anduin asked holding out an open box./span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana's jaw dropped upon seeing the Prince's offering. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""emspan style="font-weight: normal;"Wow/span/emspan style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"," she said breathlessly. "You have night goggles?"/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana reached out to pick up the pair of goggles but her father's slapped her hand away. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"No, no no," Morgan stated shaking his hand at them. "You don't need those. You can do this without help, just look."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Prince Anduin saw the disappointment in Morgana's face. Her father was a man of tradition which translated to doing things the hard way. He was also a very prideful man, borderline egotistical. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"With all due respect, Lord Farron," Prince Anduin spoke using the formality of surnames. "Considering all she has for light is the moon, I'm not even sure if my hunter's could find something hidden tonight without help. Plus, this could potentially be quicker if you want to find him before he's escaped Stormwind."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana looked up at Anduin as a smile tugged on her lips. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgan grumbled before speaking to Morgana, "We'll talk about this later. For now, just get him."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"A sigh of relief and a smile appeared on Morgana's face as she took the night goggles with care. She put them on and went to the highest setting illuminating the entire back side of Stormwind. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Knowing Val he's probably sitting in a bush waiting for the excitement to die down," Morgana spoke out loud. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Found him," Morgana said with a smirk. "Get me a screamer."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"A soldier carrying Morgana's arrows handed her one made from stone with small holes in it. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Why a screamer?" Prince Anduin asked./span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Sometimes I like them to know I'm coming," Morgana smiled pulling the bow back. "Plus, this way he knows I survived his attack."/span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Prince Anduin smiled impressed with her thinking. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana struggled emotionally. Val was like a brother to her but he had wronged her several times in their childhood. She knew their families were rivals and at war, but they had already lost their oldest son a few weeks prior. Maybe is she showed mercy things would start to become a bit more normal between the families. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Val was just sitting there slightly facing away from her looking at the castle. He was completely unaware of her presence and what she had pointed at him. He was younger than her and didn't have the experience needed to pull this off but Morgana guessed his mother sent him to do some dirty work anyways. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana lowered her aim slightly and let her arrow fly a moment later. Only a sharp sudden scream was heard from the arrow briefly before it hit its target. Val cried out for a brief moment before the quiet sobbing followed. He was a bit sensitive to pain; more than likely because he was one of the babies of the tribe and didn't get much tough love growing up. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""emspan style="font-weight: normal;"You missed,/span/emspan style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"" Morgan stated flatly./span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Morgana turned to her father letting the night goggles rest on her head. /span/span/p
p style="margin-bottom: 0in;""span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Well, /span/spanemspan style="font-weight: normal;"get him/span/emspan style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"," Morgana spoke before slightly turning her back to her father. "That's your job to kill your nephews."/span/span/p