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Chapter 1: Prologue
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"Why are you doing this Jaina?! Do you hate me?!" asked a sixteen year old boy of golden hair and blue eyes, wearing an illustrious white and blue robes with the golden symbol of Lordaeron his chest - the future king and current Crown Prince of Lordaeron, Arthas Menethil.
Arguing in one of the buildings in the famous mage-city of Dalaran, occupied by a close childhood friend of him.
"Please stop it Arthas," begged back Jaina, a young trainee, barely fifteen in age and daughter of Grand Admiral Daelin Proudmoore of Kul'tiras. Her long golden locks hiding her face and the long violet robes hiding her shaking body. "You knew this was a childhood fantasy."
"Why?! There isn't any troubles in the world - any wild orcs are far from here," argued back Arthas.
"That's not the point Arthas. I need to focus on my studies and you on your kingdom," spoke Jaina. "You also mentioned you wanted to become a paladin too."
"Jaina, I have years until that!" argued Arthas. "...and my father is in great health, despite his old age."
"How long can we keep this a secret?" asked Jaina. "How long before your start studying as a paladin and me a mage? Would we ever visit each other then? Would we be able to deal with the thought of not seeing each other?"
"I..." sighed Arthas defeat. Jaina knew of the bitter truth between their childhood liking - Jaina's studies would make her one day, sadly unreachable. Same would go for Arthas, when his father would pass on or when he became a paladin. "No?"
"I'm saving us both, from a problem and heartache later," said Jaina. That had been another problem in her life - too smart for her own good. "We can still be friends and keep in touch via letters."
"Yeah...sure..." sighed Arthas, leaving the room and walking outside, not bothering to look behind him.
Jaina watching him leave from her window - Arthas was sad and angry, but Jaina was certain that this was better for both of them, yet it saddened her as well to break it up - he had been her first kiss and all, with them having much fun as kids as well. However Jaina knew that the older they became, the less they'd see each other - better to end it now, than risk an incident when they were adults.
Meanwhile outside, the young price wasn't in the best or politest mood in his life; Jaina and him had know eachother since childhood, yet she still turned him away. While he now had many reasons to never speak to Jaina ever again, he wasn't that cold or heartless- yet the whole incident made him angry, sad...pissed at himself and the world.
"Damnit..." cursed Arthas, kicking a small stone ahead in the park, through a bush and hitting something or somebody judging by the sound of pain. 'Uh-oh.'
"Ow..." mumbled a young elf female, stepping out of the bushes and holding her knee. She had long golden hair, blue eyes and a blue and green cloak covering her body. "Watch where your kicking stuff kid!"
'Kid?!' thought Arthas annoyed, the high elf, herself looked no younger than him. "I'm a prince, not kid."
"Could've fooled me!" replied the high elf, her face looking annoyed and pissed - similar to Arthas.
As much as it could've turned into an argument, Arthas wasn't in a mood to go picking a fight, even with strangers or a female, or with an elf for that matter. He resigned to sighing loudly and sitting onto the park bench.
"I'm sorry. I just got some bad news and I'm angry - I was having a bad day. I apologize for my actions," said Arthas in a polite and formal tone, hoping to salvage this mess, before it got messy.
"Who died?" she asked, suprisingly taking a seat next to Arthas, her arms crossed.
"Died? Oh no - nobody died...just..." said Arthas sighing. "...I broke up with my childhood friend due to our various 'duties' - she is right although. But it doesn't make it any fair or right... and why did I tell you that?"
"It's okay. My lips are sealed," she replied, understand the young human's problems. "Actually, believe it or not prince, I as well saw someone close leave. We weren't close, not in any known way or I don't think he knows about it or me...and why did I tell you this?"
"Guess we both have problems," said Arthas smiling, forgetting his half-assed problems for the moment. "Strange fate."
"Guess we do," she replied, smiling as well - forgetting her troubles as well and the fact, that she had been hiding in the bushes so nobody could see her sorrow.
"How is your knee...I mean does it still hurt?" asked Arthas half-akwarded, trying to fix his current blunder.
"Its stings a bit," she replied, although in reality she had got a direct-hit into her knee joint, which would sting like crazy on her way home to Quel'thalas. "Although, I should've been more alert, I'm a ranger and an elf after all.
"May I help? I am learning to be a paladin, so I know some holy magic. I could...fix my stupidity," said Arthas, half-embarrassed.
"Umm...ok," she replied, shrugging. She had nothing to lose by trusting him and he seemed like a kind person, albeit a bit shy and weird one.
"Okay..." said Arthas, as he focused his mind and started to cast the healing spell he had learned. He wasn't sure if it would work - yet to his luck his hands were soon glowing brightly and he healed the elf's scraped knee. "Sorry about that..."
"Well..." she replied, feeling her leg where the was pain moments ago and now was gone. "I'll say that, you'd make an excellent priest, paladin...maybe."
"Oh...thanks," said Arthas, standing up and little pink in the face. "Well I guess I should depart, my duties await me."
"Ok, mine too," she added, standing up as well. "Oh...I never got your name..."
"Oh sorry. Prince Arthas Menethil," said Arthas, extending his hand.
"Oh...prince of Lordaeron," she replied, realizing his identity and shaking his hand. "Sylvanas Windrunner of Quel'thalas."
"A pleasure to meet you Lady Sylvanas," said Arthas, kissing her hand.
"Keep your Lady title, they don't suit a ranger," replied Sylvanas, chuckling a bit. "Well...Al diel shala - it means safe travels in elven."
"Okay and Shorel'aran to you," said Arthas, suprising Sylvanas with his knowledge, as they soon left their separate routes, in a calmer mood than when they met suprisingly.
Fate was a weird thing, as neither knew it, but the two would meet again one day.
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A/N: An AU story I got cooking here; lacking of good!Arthas stories, so I am writing this one. Lore-wise:
- Arthas and Jaina ended their relationship (I think).
- Arthas has been to Quel'thalas as a boy.
- Why not go after elf girl?
And so on, highlight any lore stuff I'm missing or got wrong. Also can you guess Sylvanas' crush? It rhymes with Vael'thas...
Please review.
