Disclaimer: Once again no I don't own, and I am not doing this for profit.
Warnings: The normal I guess.
Chap: 3. Bolt´s P.O.V
To break the group up was one of the hardest decisions we, my sister, Cariad and me, have ever done. I and Dark Moon took over to Teldrassil, there are plenty of druids there, and the nature is almost overpowering, in other words easy to sense. Cariad and Star continued towards Stormwind, Cariad really needed to learn from a master.
Really, being here in Dalaanar is very different from everything I have ever seen. Connecting to nature, running quests, even If they are low level, had me powering up fast. I guess I needed the basics before I could come further than I already was.
Sitting close to a bear statue, I meditated, or tried to. These two years had flown by fast, only a few letters from mother and even fewer from Cariad and Star. Dark Moon ad I had had many escapades but our relationship eventually mellowed out to that of a student and mentor, me being the student.
His job was to teach me everything he knew, and things I would need to know in the future. Apparently, sex was such a thing he needed to teach me.
Giving up on my meditation, I got ready to slay some harpies. There were too many of them, here at least.
Cariad´s P.O.V
I wonder how Bolt is doing. The thoughts flew around in my head as I went head to head with another disciple. He was not bad, but not good either. In moments like these I could not help letting my mind wander. The only thing that could keep my mind on my "studies" was my master and Star.
A smirk made its way on to my lips as I thought of what Bolt would say about this. Me and Star had a relationship, and NOT one of mentor and student, as I was sure what Bolt and Dark Moon´s was. Come to think of it, he would probably try to castrate me to begin with, Star would stop him and then he would threaten me with his poisons, shudder. Best friend or not, Bolt took care of his family first. And if I hurt Star I would not fall under that category.
I ended the spar with a twist to my sword, sending both man and shield flying.
Two years had went by fast, but it was getting monotone by now.
As the years went by and both Cariad and Bolt advanced in their studies, and soon enough began to wander as all the "heroes" did. Seeking adventures and dangers to gather more experience. And more than once were they close to one another but swept away in battles. Quests were completed battles won and lost, and they advanced more and more.
Night Watcher´s P.O.V
I sat in my study, working on my seemingly endless paperwork. A sudden flame interrupted my grumblings. The song filling my study was light, I shuddered, I was dark not light. A phoenix then, I had almost begun to believe that Arthas had killed them all off.
The phoenix did not seem too keen on coming over to me either, my lips quirked upwards. But then my gaze was caught by…. a letter? Phoenixes was proud creatures, they would not allow themselves to become messengers. The bird hopped over slowly and stretched out it´s leg for me to take the letter. Doing just so, seeing my son´s name on it I slowly turned it around with a heavy heart. Said heart would have stopped had it still been beating, when I saw the signature.
Storming out and down the stair towards the dungeon. That horse and the two whales had some talking to do.
Arriving at my destination I took the key and unlocked the bars. Seeing the ones who had hurt my son chained to a wall and with multiple scars quelled my anger for a moment to give way to satisfaction, that was quickly replaced by anger once again. How could that old goat know witch dimension Bolt was in? Not that those miserable excuses for human beings could know, but still, I needed as much information as I could get on this whole affair.
Advancing on the stupid things, seeing their eyes widen and the smaller whale began bawling. Humans lived longer in this dimension than in That one. They were old, very much so, but still with potions and rituals held young enough that I, or the guards could torture them to our black heart's desire.
Almost ten years now since I last saw my son. It is time to call them back.
Bolts P.O.V
Arriving at the tavern we had taken in on for the night, I almost got ambushed by a gang of girls that had kept on tailing me ever since I bedded one of their friends. Quickly making a disappearing act I managed to reach the top of the stairs only to almost stumble over the tavern owner. Looking at the woman questioningly I raised an eyebrow. She just stared at me and gave me a letter and turned around. What is her deal?
Well in the room and showered and fed, I asked an almost asleep Dark Moon just that.
-Apparently, the human female you bedded was her daughter. He said with a smirk.
Oops, well then she definitely had a reason. Humans are a little more uptight about intercourse than the other races in Atheroth.
Remembering the letter, I picked it up. Curious as I was, and hopeful, I almost whished it hadn't come. It was in a daze I undid my mother´s seal and began reading.
When I was done with the letter I sighed, I did not want to leave this dimension. I did not want to become some sheep to the world that almost managed to make me their weapon. And most of all I did not want to pretend to be a kid of eleven years!
-Dark Moon, Mother wants me home, and she wants to meet you. I drawled. I knew Dark Moon had a nagging fear that my mother would not approve of him.
His reaction almost made it worth it to go to That dimension. A high jump and a squeak, I never in my whole life thought that my esteemed mentor would squeak! My sides hurt so much from laughing.
The glare that was directed at me did little to deter me, I stood up, grin still in place, and started packing. Thank godess for small pouches with large space. It is incredible what little trinkets you gather when you are out and about. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Dark Moon doing the same, still grumbling about frikking youngsters. I snickered, even if I was over two hundred years old, that was nothing compared to the elders, I was still counted as a child.
Star´s P.O.V
The letter in my hands were shaking, not in fright mind you, but the thought of home, after all these years, really had me excited.
Sure Cariad had done well in his training, and had taken well to my feelings. But I still miss my little brother, it was almost ten years since I last saw him after all. The few letters from him was not enough.
Home. What a strange thought. First home was Teldrassil then nowhere since I was wandering then the fortress of the knights of Ebon blade then out and wandering again, now back to the fortress.
The stomps up the stairs startled me back to the real world. I wonder what mom and Bolt will say about our relationship? Surley Bolt would not have that much against it, but mother?
When the door slammed open, I turned around to see Cariad grinning like a loon.
-What have gotten you so happy? Was all I could think of asking.
-I´m finally done with my quest, you know that one where it was recommended for two or three persons.
Ah, that explained it, and why he was so dirty. Sigh, I have to tell him, mother wanted us home as soon as possible after all.
-Here, Cariad, read this. I couldn't tell him, so I just thrust the letters into his hands as I began packing.
I was anxiously waiting for his reaction, and the happy whoop I got was not expected. Neither were the strong arms coming around my middle, nor the kiss he put to my cheek just at the corner of my lips.
For all my life experience and battle prowess, I had zero experience in relationships.
-Then I better hurry and start packing. He whispered in my ear, his arms squeezing me. I turned in his embrace and looked up at him, when did he get so tall? And kissed him. He knew I was insecure and he did everything he could to take things slow and steady.
With a last look to his eyes, we separated and started packing.
The whole court was waiting for their prince and high priestess to come home. A large feast had been prepared. This feast could only be matched by one of the prince's birthday feasts, their queen was not at all keen on party's before the young prince was home at his seventh birthday.
The queen was in the front of the whole procession, waiting just a few steps away from the area where the portals where to be opened. And after the queen came the priests and priestesses after them was various nobles and those few "normal" who had managed to get the coveted places, only to greet their prince back.
The first portal was open. And their high priestess, decked out in full priest garb, came out followed by the prince´s best friend.
After a formal greeting Star Watcher took her place to the left and just behind her mother, and Cariad at Star´s right as her "protector". Gasps echoed through the hall, the protector of the high priestess was only for a master warrior, for Cariad to be chosen was an honor.
Waiting once again, until the second portal opened, and first out was the prince, clad as a druid who had seen hard times with both the formal robes and armor pieces at vital places. The whispers from the masses heightened when a tall dark shape followed their prince through the portal. A death knight, or a knight of the ebon blade, their prince would never get involved with one of the lich king´s death knights.
A formal greeting and presentation took place, and Bolt took his place to his mother´s right just slightly behind her. While Dark Moon took his place as the prince´s protector or mentor, depending on, to Bolt´s right.
The queen took lead and led to the big hall.
-Today. She began with a dramatic pause.
-Is the day when our prince returns to our kingdom, not only is he stronger, he comes with knowledge far beyond his years. Today, is a day to remember, because today is the day our prince have returned from his long journey. He still has ways to go, but he has come further in so few years, it is completely unexpected. But for now, a celebration is due.
The applause and whistles where deafening. People was cheering and opening the beer cans, happily talking to others and smiling. Smiles were rare and treasured, their queen only smiled when her children where close by and most around the young crown prince.
The young prince was loved everywhere he went, not only was he beautiful, but he was fair and strong, fast witted and willing to help and learn.
But more than one person had their eyes on the prince, and not in an innocent way.
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