Authors Note: I don't own the world in which this fanfictions takes place. It belongs to Blizzard Entertainment. I hope you will like this romance story between a blood elf and a human. Enjoy it. Keep free to comment it if you like it.
Chapter One - First encounter
"Fuck" she hissed as she stumbled over a root and almost fell to the ground. She stabilized and continued running as fast as she could, which was not really fast cause of the stabbing wound in her left upper thigh. This was not her only wound, her back hurt like hell, her left eye was swollen and she was pretty sure that her left hand was broken. At least it seemed that it was broken because it swelled up, had a purple colour and really hurt.
She didn't know where exactly she was but she was pretty sure that she was in a forest in the near of Silvermoon. She had lost the orientation after these five blood elf guards had started to chase her out of Silvermoon. They were still chasing her now, she just didn't know where they were exactly. At least she was sure that they were a few meters behind her because she heard quite shouts from behind.
It was evening, almost nightfall here in Quel'Thalas. It was already dark but she was still able to see her hands in front of her eyes, she also recognized the outlines of trees and other objects, a few meters around her. She shivered as the cool air came in contact with her smooth skin. She really wished in that moment that she had stolen a blanket before she had tried to leave Silvermoon with her haul. Unfortunately the guards had spotted her before she was able to get additional supplies. The guards didn't persecute her because she had stolen many things, they didn't know that. They were persecuting her because she was a human, a member of the Alliance. She was in the territory of Silvermoon, which belonged to the Horde, the Alliance's rival. Their duty was to keep intruders out of the territory of Quel'Thalas that's why they persecuted her. They thought that she was an Alliance spy but she just wanted to survive and without money the only choice she had was to steal supplies and valuable things to survive.
Unfortunately she had to drop the bag because it would have slowed her down, because of its weight. It was filled with supplies, gold and rare crystals she had stolen as the jeweller was busy dealing with an angry rich woman. At least she had dropped it in a significant bush as she had entered the forest. She would come back later and pick it up when she will finally escape these annoying guards.
But for now she had to run as fast it was possible with her hurt leg. She heard that the guards came closer as passed another tree and almost fell over its roots again. She really had a talent for stumbling over big roots. She snarled annoyed and continued running straight forward. She noticed that she became slower with each step she made. She knew that she wouldn't be able to run away from them if her leg continues to slow her down like that. She knew that these guards will catch up to her. They would captivate her and… She shook her head forcefully, not wanting to image the thing which would have done to her in the Silvermoon prison.
There weren't many trees in the forest, most of these threes were very huge, thick and were spread with large distances between them. That meant the guards would easily spot her as soon as they would reach her. She kept running although her legs hurt with each step she made.
She ran forward a few meters and stumbled over the next root, this time she fell and landed hard on the ground. "Fuck" she hissed as she tried to get up but her body didn't obey her and the pain got even worse. She heard the loud voice of a male blood elf and knew immediately that they had caught up to her. Lucky they didn't spot her and she didn't saw them which counted asä a good sign in her very bad situation. She spotted a thick and large green bush which was a few meters in front of her. She collected the last remains of her strength and crawled to the bush, slipping inside in the last moment before a Silvermoon guard reached the place where she had fallen to the ground.
He looked around and observed the surroundings. He was a blood elf of average size with short blond hair and piercing green eyes. He wore the traditional armor of a Silvermoon guardian, which was coloured in red and yellow and he carried a long sword and a tall shield. She felt her heart pounding in her chest rapidly like it would jump out of her chest in the next moment. She felt that something, maybe a branch, was picking in her left upper thigh which made the pain even worse. She held her right hand in front of her mouth and tried as hard as she could not to cry out in pain. The pain was almost unbearable for a small moment but she pulled herself together and kept her mouth shut.
The Silvermoon guard took a last glance around before he said something in a, for her, unknown language to his comrades and passed the bush as he walked forwards. She waited until he was out of her sight and she quickly stood up only to accidently knock her head against a thick branch. She could have sworn that this branch wasn't there as she had jumped in that bush. That didn't matter anymore because she her vision blanket out, she lost her consciousness and she fell back in the bush.
"Another day were nothing happens" Cairaeleen whispered, to herself mostly instead to the squad of four Silvermoon soldiers who followed her. She was a lieutenant of the Silvermoon army and her daily task was to patrol with these newbies around the main entrance of Silvermoon. She should also check out the forests at the end of the day for unwanted intruders. But Cairaeleen knew that nobody was dumb enough to travel to Silvermoon and try to attack it or its citizens. Dozens of guards and soldiers travelled every day on various routes through the forests around Silvermoon and checked if everything was alright in the villages of Quel'Thalas. For Cairaeleen it was waste of time because in the past two years were she had walked on these routes every day, nothing had happened at all.
But Cairaeleen was just an average lieutenant so she had no influence on the daily duties for the normal Silvermoon guards and soldiers. She was a bit taller than the average female blood elf, about one meter and seventy-five centimeters. Her body was more muscular than the body of an average female blood elf. That's because she was trained since her childhood by her father who wanted that she will become a powerful warrior one day.
She had honey coloured hair which had sometimes an orange or slight red tone if she was standing in the sun and someone looked at her from a special angle. Her hair was made up in a ponytail, which was her favourite hairstyle. She thought that she looked more beautiful and a bit younger than she actual is with that hairstyle. She is about fifty years old which was nothing for a blood elf and she looked not older than twenty two with that hairstyle. The slight make-up she wore on her face only supported her idea of looking younger. Her eyes glowed in a light green tone like most of the eyes of the average blood elf.
She wore an expensive necklace, which was a gift from her mother to her eighteenth birthday and her long left ear was decorated by a small piercing in form of a silver ring. Her armor was firmer and a bit more expensive than the armor of the average soldier from Silvermoon but it was nothing really special. It was made out of normal iron and its colour was red. It covered almost her entire body, only her cleavage and a small part of her belly, through a small slit between the upper body armor and the lower body armor, were exposed. Her skin had the natural pale, slightly tanned colour of an average blood elf. Her taller figure and her tattoo in form of an huge axe, which was mostly covered by her armor and decorated the left side of her hip were the only details which distinguished her from the average female blood elf. Here cleavage was also larger compared to the average blood elf, which drawn the attention of many handsome men and from time to time also the attention of a few pretty women. She preferred using a large battle axe instead of a sword which was usually carried by most of the guards and soldiers from Silvermoon.
Cairaeleen had a lot of admirer from both genders but she preferred being single and only bedding a few handsome men or pretty women if her need for sexual activity was too strong. She had once fell in love with a guy she meet on her first day in the military but that was a long time ago and she had ended this relationship because the man was a asshole.
Only this kind of coincidence happened to Cairaeleen. Her ex-boyfriend Vaero Crimsonbringer came in the same moment in her sight as she had thought about him and the other men and women she had shared the bed with in the past, which weren't many. She rolled her eyes and an annoyed sound slipped out of her mouth through her smooth lips which were covered by purple lip-gloss. Her lip-gloss fitted perfectly to the make-up which was concentrated beneath her eyes.
Vaero was a captain of the Silvermoon army, which meant that he was one rank higher than her. Although his parents had a very high rank in the military he insisted to be a commander and only get promoted when he really earns it instead of getting promoted because of his rich and high ranked parents. That's the only contrary to his arrogant personality. Cairaeleen knew him very well. He was very self-confident, sometimes a bit too over-confident. He thought that every woman was attracted to him and wants to be together with him. That was not completely false because he was really handsome and Cairaeleen had fallen for him in the past until she had found out that he was cheating on her with more than one woman. She knew that he preferred to have a lot of secret relationships and these poor women didn't even know that. They fought that he loved them but he was only toying with them until they weren't interesting for him anymore.
He was the best example for a womanizer. He sleeps with at least three women per day and after a festival he came with at least one woman to his house at the end of the day. Sometimes he was lucky and picked up two or three woman at the same time. But Cairaeleen didn't fall for him anymore not since she had found out about the game he was playing with innocent women. She didn't fall anymore for his handsome smile, his handsome face or his beautiful blue eyes. Only a few blood elves had still got their normal blue eyes from the days there the race of the blood elves was called high elves. But that was a long time ago, before the traitor Arthas had doomed his own human kingdom and had invaded Quel'Thalas and almost completely destroyed Silvermoon.
Vaero was one of these lucky blood elves who had kept their natural blue eye colour, although they had no influence on that. The eye colour of all the over blood elves had changed over the time because of what these individuals had witnesses during the fall of Silvermoon. Somehow Vaero had managed to keep his natural eye colour, although he had fought by her side and had witnessed the same things she had seen, during Arthas' invasion almost eight years ago.
Vaero was an entire length of a head taller than Cairaeleen. His hair was dyed with a turquoise colour. Most of the male blood elves preferred that their hair reached to their shoulders and Vaero was no exception.
A fancy and very expensive armor covered his muscular body. The armor had a golden and silver colour scheme and was decorated by various symbols which were either carved in during the forging process or added later. Like Cairaeleen he wore no helmet because he wanted to show his beautiful face to every woman. He had a tattoo in form of a dragonhawk which spread from his left arm over his shoulder and ended on half of his neck and was mostly covered by his armor
Vaero walked towards her with his typical self-confident grin on his face. He ordered the recruits to get back to Silvermoon, these recruits didn't hesitate and saluted before they walked away. Vaero came close to her and said "Finally we are alone sweetheart"
An annoyed sound, which was similar to a puff was Cairaeleen's first response then she thought for a moment and responded, her eyebrow was raised "Sweetheart? It's a long time since you have said a nice word like this to me. It came to my ears that you called me a bitch or even worse"
"That was because I was upset that you broke up with me although the things between us went good. But I want to try it with you again" Vaero replied.
"Yeah…great…" Cairaeleen said with extreme feigned happiness.
"So I count this as a yes?" her ex asked, ignoring the snippy undertone.
"No of course not…" Cairaeleen responded and struggled hard not to insult him as an idiot. Because they were on duty she we face serious consequences if she would do that. Off duty she couldn't do that either but at least the consequences would be very mild.
"But why?" he asked looking a bit sad, which just one of his tricks to get in the pants of each women who was dumb enough to fall for him. This didn't work on her anymore.
She crossed her arms in front of her chest and responded. "Because I don't want to get cheated on again and don't tell me you will never do it again. Only yesterday I saw you flirting with two women in an interval of two hours. Do yourself a favour and leave me alone or I will report you because of sexually compulsion". His gentle facial features became upset and he snarled. "Fine I will leave you alone this time but don't expect that I will give up that easily" Vaero said stamped away angrily.
Cairaeleen waited until he was out of her sight and continued her patrol round alone. She was lost in thoughts and hadn't paid attention to her surroundings. She didn't know how long she had walked but she was sure that she had strayed from her route and somehow ended up deep in the Eversong forest. She observed her surroundings, noticing that she had never been in this place before. She walked a bit, listening and observing the area exactly. She heard a quite noise, coming from the north. She walked towards the direction from which the noise had come from. She walked a few meters but spotted nothing except for a few trees and bushes. She observed the bushes closely and was pretty sure that she had spotted a piece of cloth in one of these bushes.
Cairaeleen rushed to the bush and observed it closely, pushing a few twigs away to get a better view. She spotted an arm, a leg and the lower body of a person. She kept pushing these twigs away and carefully pulled the person out the bush. After she had fully pulled the person out, Cairaeleen regarded the person. It was a woman with long raven hair which seemed to reach to the half of her back. Her eyes were closed and it seemed that she was unconscious.
Cairaeleen checked her body and spotted that she had several wounds. Her left hand had a blue, almost dark purple colour. It was swollen and seemed to be broken. A deep stabbing wound was in her left upper thigh, a lacerated wound of medium size decorated her forehead and she got several scratches on her face and on the rest of her body. She was about one meter and sixty centimeters large she wore worn out and blood spoiled clothes. The grey top with a hood and a cape, the grey greaves and the grey gauntlets which were combined with the bracers, reminded Cairaeleen on the typical equipment and look of a rogue. Her upper thighs, her upper arms and parts of her ass were exposed the rest of the woman's body was covered by her outfit.
Cairaeleen noticed that this woman had no, for a blood elf typical, long eyebrows. She pulled the hood down and observed the ears of the woman which were very small compared to her own. Cairaeleen was pretty sure that the woman was a human rogue from the Alliance. Cairaeleen was so surprised that she didn't know what to do at first. As a lieutenant her duty was to report her and bring her to the next captain. But she knew that Vaero was the next one and she didn't dare to imagine what perverted things he would do to her before he would lock her in a prison cell. On the other hand she was a member of the Alliance, the rival and archenemy of the Horde. She was the enemy and as a loyal member of the Horde Cairaeleen should bring her to the Silvermoon prison. Or she should just let her lay there and hope that someone else would found her. The woman was wounded and Cairaeleen couldn't just let a wounded person suffer and lay on the ground during a cold night no matter if she was the enemy or not.
She didn't know why a member of the Alliance was here in Quel'Thalas nor did she know who had wounded her and why. Maybe she was an assassin who was ordered to kill high ranked members from Silvermoon. That could be possible but considering the damaged clothes it looked more like she was someone who tried to survive, maybe a thief. Then Cairaeleen was asking herself why a thief would stay in Quel'Thalas where it was much more risky to steal than in the Alliance territory. She struggled hard about what she should do. Her mind told her as a loyal member of the Horde to report her to the guards but as a living being she felt that it would be wrong.
Should I report her to the guards? Should I take her to my home? Should I just leave her there and go? How can I bring her to my home without getting caught? And what happens then? I would take care of her until her wounds are healed and then what? Do I help her escape out of Quel'Thalas? What will happen when Vaero or someone else finds out that I'm hiding a member of the Alliance in my house? Do I really want to risk that? What would my family think of me? What would my mother and my siblings do in this situation? Should I just kill her and end her suffering?
There were so many questions in Cairaeleen's head and she was overtaxed with this situation. She thought about all possible decisions for a few minutes and then finally decided to bring this woman to her house and then she would think over it again. She pulled human up and placed it in her arms.
"Now I need to find a way to smuggle you in my house without getting seen by any inhabitant of my village. I will need to find something to cover you" Cairaeleen whispered more to herself than to the unconscious human and started to move forward.