Important Information!

(June 27th, 2014)

I have written a complete new prologue for this fanfiction and I hope it isn´t a problem for you.

My English isn´t perfect and I hope it isn´t a problem for you, too. But I want to be better and I read regularly to find mistakes.

Caution!

The characters in this story would like to use strong language, but the erotic and violent parts will only hint.

Laura

"Why are you here, in my bed?! Get you gone!"

"Oh, please Laura, let me remain with you for a while." Zul´jin has already begged me.

"No way! You have got your own bed! Only you have made me pregnant, it doesn´t mean we will sleep in the same bed!"

"But I only want to cuddle up to you." He lamented.

"GET OUT!" I has already yelled, hysterically.

Slowly but surely this troll gets on my nerves. Why have I allowed him to impregnate me, again? Maybe I haven´t refused him, because I felt very alone and then he kept me company in this time. I have to admit that he is able to fuck very well even though he is already very old. But I don´t love him. For weeks I am very overtired by reason of my pregnancy and he should lets me in rest. I would like to decollate this Quar´uul, because he is at fault that Zul´jin want to be near me, but sadly Quar´uul is also the father of my son Tor´aar. He has never accepted I didn´t want to divorce Zul´jin, because my marriage with him is very important in order that the Horde has got the Amani as confederates. But this dumb troll has never understood this reason.

General all guys, who will be very greedy, bother me so much. For this reason I let kill my last lover, because I had given this damn cadger high titles, an own stately home and much gold, but these things weren´t enough for him.

At the moment it hurts me very much I am not allowed to visit father, because his illness is very infectious. I want to travel to him, but I have to think in safeness for my unborn baby and our kingdom. We have been in hard times, which every society break out in anarchy, because many people want to get the absolute might. Even the Pandaren give me hard times. Now it seems I am losing the control, because I have to manage a lot of political things.

"Mother, please, don´t travel in this childbearing period." My oldest son warned me.

"I understand your worry very well, but I have to do it, because I have to think in the future of our kingdom, and one day you will be my successor."

"At least let me come with you." Tor´aar said.

"Travel?! NO WAY! This lazy Anduin Wrynn should move his ass to here!" Zul´jin yelled very loudly.

"Do you remember in last meeting with the king of human, of Alliance? You have threatened him with the damage of Stormwind."

"But you had said yourself you hate the people of Alliance so much!"

"Yes, I had. I hate them for their evil acts against unblameable people of the Horde!"

"But you grant asylum this damn mage in our kingdom!"

"I am indebted to her!"

"No, you aren´t! You owe her crap!"

"She helped my mother in times of need!"

"But now the Amani are already strong enough to destroy the whole Alliance!"

Then this situation has become too heavy for me and I only want to be alone. What should I do? I have got the feeling that nobody takes me seriously and I am losing the control about everything. My situation is very terrible, because I have angered Thrall and Vol´jin so much with my decisions. At the moment my youngest daughter has got a difficult phase and because of it t´she wants to get my whole attention. But I have promised father I will write his story of his life down for the future, but I haven´t succeeded to write a summery, yet.

In my mind are a list of things, which I haven´t done, yet, and another list with things, which I have to still do. These lists will collide in my head. Sometimes I believe I don´t get enough air to breath, because everything clamp my whole body very hardly. Now I am feeling my heart, which is jumping so fast. Everybody comes to me and want to have something by me.

"Mom, mom, mom!" I am hearing suddenly.

"PLEASE, SHUT UP!" I yelled at Zulana.

Suddenly I was horror-stricken about my behavior, because she is crying because of me. Thankfully Isuree was coming into the room and went to her. She hugged Zulana and consoled her very caringly. Then I felt very bad. I went to my daughter, hugged her and at least I was able to appease her.

"I´m sorry, I didn´t want to yell at you." I said her with tears in my eyes.

I am feeling my power is leaving me. Everything seems to break down over me and I believe I am feeling very weak. Indeed I am happy about my pregnancy, but now I am feeling it´s very stressful at my age. At the moment I would like to wear only a chemise, because the temperature outside is so hot and for this reason it I am sweating so much in my royal clothes. My swollen hands and feet are hurting a little. If I move too jerky, I get this heavy pain as though my baby impact against my pelvic bone.

"Please, Laura, don´t work so much! You need a lot of rest." My stepmother appealed.

"But…"

"NO! I already take care of Zulana and Tor´aar is also able to manage the political matters. One day he will be king and have to manage this kingdom without you." She said me.

Then I didn´t do opposition. All day I rested. Indeed Zul´jin gets on my nerves, he is also very tender for me.

"At the moment every work is too hard for me. But what should I do?"

"Please, relax, because soon you need your whole power for the birth." Zul´jin said with a lot of worry.

He took his whole time to give me his whole attention. It is a very beautiful feeling when he place his hands very tenderly on my big stomach to feel moves of our baby.

"First we weren´t able to stand to us each other, but now we are very happy about our baby."

"I have to admit I sickened at the image to marry a half-caste like you, but now your present is very enjoyable for me." He said truly.

Soon I hope my father will get better and his temperature will be down. My sisters and brothers are taking care of him very well. But I think some of them only want his death, because they want to get his money. This damn cadger! Now I would like to behead them, because I want to show them that father´s survival is very important for me. These people have only cadged. But nobody of them has never asking me for money, but only my brother Sen´saar and stepbrother Aloree, but both have ever paid their money back.

Oh, father, I need you so much. I want to remain with you. Please, don´t die. Not yet! Else this is my end and then I will not able to realize my promise for you.