It had started out rather innocently. Satahra and I were at the Tournament grounds together, and I know you're gonna say that nothing is innocent when we're together, but this was.

We were watching the jousters, and making jokes about how the weapons looked like…. Well, we were making jokes, when we heard trumpets.

I glanced over, and saw that Varian Wrynn was heading up the pathway, with Jaina by his side, and a few warriors. With a glance at Satahra, we silent agreed to follow them when they passed by.

At first it was boring, just walking and chatting with Tirion; (who glared at us, but didn't say anything;) when Thrall and Garrosh showed up. The exchange between Varian and Thrall was short, and barely polite, but something caught me eye.

They glanced at each other, as they were headed back to their entourages, and the glance was filled with passion. Real, heavy passion. Like, 'I want to bend you over the counter, baby' passion.

Of course, Satahra didn't believe me. "Yav, I think we need to get you indoor, the chill is doing something to your mind."

"Oh Elune, Sata." Rolling my eyes, I sat back down on the wooden benches, crossing my arms and pouting at her. "May I please point something out? Varian never got remarried, after his wife died right?"

Satahra obviously hesitated, but nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."

"And Thrall has never been close to marrying, as he?"

"Of course he hasn't." She scoffed, and sat beside me. "Still, you aren't making a good point."

"Well, neither is married, or dating. They seem to pretend to hate each other, but has it ever come to blows? No. In between Varian and Garrosh, sure. But not him and Thrall. And, they have both been absent at random parties, haven't they? Only to arrive a few seconds after each other?"

"So they were talking." She shrugged again, but was obviously weakening. I smirked.

"Talking? What about the fact that Varian had his gloves on wrong that one time? And Thrall had a triumphant smirk on his face?"

Satahra seemed to think about this. Her eyes widened just slightly, and I knew I had caught her. "Oh Light, Yav. They're gay for each other."

"Yes!" I sat up straight, and pumped my fists in the air.

"And not just gay, gay." Satahra leaned forward, obviously caught up in the situation. "Gay like Jazz and Darion. Like, all over each other gay. Oh Elune, Yav. How have I never seen….?"

"The eye sees what it believes it should see, dear Sata."

And like that, a rumor was born. But unlike our other famous rumors; (Jasper being a hermaphrodite, Jaina having been pregnant by Arthas; Claera being a Lich King spy;) this one never stopped spreading. Within two days, everyone at the grounds was murmuring about it.

And a week? Even in Dalaran and Ironforge, you could find gossip about them. It began spreading to the point of them apparently having gotten pregnant, miscarrying, and trying again. People were actually claiming to have heard the two in a moment of passion.

Obviously, Satahra and I were feeling very accomplished.

The best part though, was when Valduun approached me about it.

"Hello, Yavimna."

"Val! Hi!" He squirmed in my hug, and seemed to visibly relax when I let go.

"I just came to tell you, that I heard your newest rumor."

Maintain… Oblivious… Façade! "What rumor?" I asked as cogently as possible, while hurrying across the streets of Darnassus. Only recently had I been allowed back in, while under close watch.

"The one about Thrall and Varian." He kept up with me easily, seeming to be oblivious to the glares of the sentinels.

"Oh, that. Whoever did it was a freaking genius, huh?" I chuckled. "Makes perfect sense."

A sigh from him showed that he knew I wouldn't admit to having started it. "Well, I just wanted to say that it makes perfect sense. Good job." And, before I could get anymore dumbfounded; "I am still going to tell Lord Wrynn and Thrall that you were the reason behind it, though."

And with that, he disappeared into the portal to the boat, leaving me starting after him, wide eyed.

"…..Elune, no! Valduun!"