A Lady's Life
Disclaimer: I do not own Warcraft, World of Warcraft, Blood Elves, Kalinda, Kael'thas, Gelanthis, Amin… what else? Yeah I don't own any of that stuff. If I did, Silvermoon would be a frickin' yaoi haven. n.n Oh yeah, I don't own Silvermoon either. I'm doing this just for personal enjoyment and by no means plan to profit from it.
Summary: A story based on my Blood Elf mage WoW character Arisa is a maiden from the high society of Silvermoon, and her parents want her to marry. But she doesn't. After an incident with her family, she runs away from home and with the help of a couple of friends she becomes one more in the crusade against the Scourge.
Chapter I
-Arisa? Arisa! Hey Arisa!
The young elf violently snapped out of her daydreaming.
-Yes Kaleia?
-In the name of Kael'thas, girl, will you ever learn the meaning of concentration?
The older elf's piercing stare diminished Arisa to mumbling apologies.
-Oh stop your babbling alright. The dinner is about to start.
Arisa let out a long drawn out sigh. She didn't want to choose a husband, not yet. Straightening her long red gown, the seventeen-year old got up to follow Kaleia.
She was not too tall, but her legs were long and her body slender, her skin lightly tanned. Her dark red hair was wrapped in a high bun, while two thick locks of it framed her face on either side. Her bright green eyes were surrounded by large pink halos, and her lips shone with a peachy gleam.
Resigned, she walked up to the dining room door and Kaleia pushed it aside for her. Inside the room was a large cherry table, with eight matching chairs, which were all but one occupied.
At the head of the table sat Mistress Velina, her instructor. On her right sat Arisa's father, Gelanthis, and her mother Kalinda sat right across him, on Velina's right. Four handsome young elves were sitting at the table too, two beside each of Arisa's parents. The chair farther from Velina was empty for her.
She sat down, slowly scanning each of the candidate's faces. Blonde, blue, white, brunette… nothing out of the ordinary. Dinner went on slowly and painfully, while her parents tried to get them to converse.
-So, Belial is your name? - Kalinda enquired at the brunette.
-Yes ma'am. - he responded sharply, nervousness practically dripping from his words.
Kalinda just blinked uncomfortably, while Velina rubbed her temple. Feeling the icy silence that answer created, Gelanthis promptly made a comment about the taste of the steak. Urard, as Arisa had found the blond one was called, answered respectfully, and both men engaged in a polite chitchat about food.
Arisa's attention was particularly drawn to the youngest looking elf, whose hair was a deep shade of blue, and haphazardly tied atop his hair. He seemed only focused on eating, and when he was done, he kept rapping the dish with his fork. She found his messy style quite attractive. "This one is here as willingly as I am…" she thought.
-Ah, Arisa, young Urard here tells me he is into the warlock arts! – Gelanthis suddenly addressed his daughter.
-Really? - Arisa asked eagerly, finally hearing something she found interesting.
-Yes Arisa, you'll see, each one of these young men is trained in a fine art of war, and also they are formidable tradesmen. – Velina commented.
"Oh dear, here it comes…" thought Arisa with a small sigh.
-I am a hunter of expertise – said the smug looking white haired Tarion – As you all probably know I am the son of Thuron Stillwaters, who owns the livery south of our noble city…- the man trailed away talking about his father's pride and Arisa didn't pay attention to him anymore.
Her eyes got lost into the distance while watching the blue haired lad play with his desert. He suddenly dropped his spoon and she flinched, and realized her mother was addressing him.
-Wildbaer is your name? What about you? – the could-be mother-in-law looked intently at the young man.
-Uh, I have started training in the ways of the paladin. - he answered vaguely.
-Oh, do you come from a long line of paladins?
-I don't know, my parents died at the hands of the scourge before I could even walk. - Wildbaer said grimly.
Everyone was suddenly quiet. Arisa looked at her mother with murderous eyes for a minute.
-Alright missy, do not look at me like that. Our guests will think you're a spoiled little brat.
-And what if they do? –Arisa couldn't take her mother call her that – That's exactly what you've raised me to be!
Belial nearly fell of his chair and Tarion widened his eyes, bewildered. Urard looked worried and he looked around as if trying to find a way to solve the problem. Wildbaer looked as if he was going to crack up, and he couldn't prevent a little smirk from showing.
-Dinner's over!- Gelanthis proclaimed.
Everyone stood up at once. Kalinda and her daughter were not about to break their competitive stare. Belial took off his napkin and folded it neatly, excused himself and hurried outside. Tarion shot a disapproving glance at Arisa, grabbed his coat and gave a curt nod to her parents before leaving without a word. Velinda sighed and followed Tarion and Belial, to show them the way out. Kalinda couldn't take it anymore and just stormed out of the room into the kitchen. Gelanthis was in utter lack of words and actions.
-I'm sorry, papa… you know I didn't want to do this- Arisa said sincerely.
-I know my dear, but your mother doesn't want you to come of age before you choose a husband.– her silver haired father answered. – You should go out of the city, perhaps to Sunstrider Isle, while your mother calms down.
-If I may- Urard interrupted- I could escort the lady to Fairbreeze Village. It's a little far, but the road is much less dangerous than that of Sunstrider Isle.
-Why, thank you, Urard- Gelanthis seemed satisfied.
Arisa shot a glance at Wildbaer who had been very quiet, and he looked rather amused.
-Perhaps mister Wildbaer could come with us too?- Arisa thought she'd give it a try- We could always use a paladin.
Wildbaer looked up at her with an enquiring eyebrow raised high above his left gleaming eye.
-Of course I will come, my lady. – Wildbaer said, and bowed deeply.
Arisa blushed lightly, and Gelanthis smiled.
-It's settled then. - the eldest elf declared - Just have her back by eleven.
He turned on his heels and followed his wife into the kitchen.