Chapter Three:
The Spirit Realm

"Thonianion! I demand to know the meaning of this." Warren commanded.

"What ever do you mean my son?"

"Where is Belethe! The guards told me to report to you for the answer so tell me at once!" He yelled.

Thonianion took a deep breath to stall. "Well, if you must know. Belethe was kidnapped by those wretched, filthy Orcs! We were able to get her back but she is terribly unstable. We think she has been mind-controlled. She talks of many delusions she claims to have been through." He said quickly.

"What? How did this happen? I thought she was well guarded?" Warren questioned.

"She was, but the Orcs are crafty ones. They managed to get control of the guards minds as well for they don't recall her leaving her room at all." Thonianion lied.

"When am I able to see her?" He asked.

"I am unsure. We will postpone the wedding until she regains her mind again. I am terribly sorry, Warren. Had I have known the Orcs would have done this I would have never called peace with them."

Warren didn't say anything.

"I know you must be taking this hard but do not fret! Belethe is strong-willed and smart. She will break free of her delusional mind-set I am absolutely sure of it." He said patting Warren on the back.

Warren went inside the castle and went to his temporary room.

A few minutes passed by when he heard something tap his window. Warren walked over to it and looked outside.

"Goldana?" She looked different to him and so he examined her more closely.

Her face was swollen, bruised, her lip was bloody, and she had numerous lashes all over her body.

"What in the name of Azeroth happened to you!" Warren asked shocked.

"Don't w-worry about that now; it's Belethe you need to worry about. See she-she's in trouble I'm not sure what her father told you but I am sure it's untrue."

"Tell me what happened?" Warren demanded.

"I was beaten for answers I wouldn't give about Belethe. What I said about her slipped and now she's in trouble. I managed to escape from the guards but you need to find her I fear her life Warren!" Goldana said urgently.

"What is going on?" Warren yelled.

"There she is! Stop her!" Guards yelled.

Goldana looked at the guards then Warren and then began running.

Four guards passed Warren's window, when one of them stopped.

"Did she say anything Sir?"

"No. I asked her what happened to her but she wouldn't tell me. What is going on with her?" Warren told the guard.

"She fell down some stairs and she's refusing to go to healers. Uh... for her safety and for others' safety we were order to get her to a healer at once. I'm sorry if she disturbed you." After that the guard continued after Goldana.

Warren turned around and sat on his bed.

"Where would Thonianion keep Belethe?" Warren thought to himself.

"Is anyone there? Please somebody help me!" Belethe yelled with tears streaming down her face. "I need to find Azzeron before it's too late!"

She shook the iron bars as if they might crumple under her touch.

"What are you yelling about now?" Thonianion said angrily at her. "If you shut up and act like a good girl I might let you out."

Belethe just glared at him.

"What? You have nothing to say to me now? Maybe if I bring that filthy tree-lover back and have him tortured in front of you, you might decide to talk." He replied staring right back at her.

Belethe spit on him.

"Why you little, bitch!" Thonianion said, extending his arm through the bars, grabbing a handful of her hair and jerking her head to him.

"Why! Why do you make it your soul purpose to be punished like this? You know I hate it but you make me do it. Where did the manners I taught you go huh? Did it leave when the Sunwell was destroyed or what!" He said angrily bashing her head against the bars some more.

"N-no Dad, my manners never left but my respect for you did." Belethe barely whispered.

"Ugh! If you weren't so goddamn important I would have you tortured for the rest of your life!" He pushed her head down to the ground and left.

Belethe's eyes were blurry and she could feel blood dripping from the sides of her head. She crouched down to the floor and laid there in a haze. Slowly she fell unconscious, only able to say one word,"Azzer-ron..."

"Belethe! I have missed you so much!" Azzeron said, pulling her to him and hugging her.

He let her go and stared at her for a while.

"What happened? Did-did your father hurt you?" Azzeron questioned.

"What are you talking ab-" Belethe pulled away and felt the side of her head where the blood was still wet as if it had just bled.

"Belethe? Belethe you need healing quickly! Come to me!" He said urgently.

Belethe did as he said and went to him. He put his hand over her head and concentrated.

Belethe could feel the stinging pain of the wound go slowly away and it was replaced by a warm tingling sensation. She touched her head and the wound was gone. So was the blood, as if it wasn't even there.

"What did you do?" Belethe asked amazed.

"I healed you but it costs be a great deal of energy so I don't have much time in the spirit realm with you. Please! You must tell me where are you being kept so I can come and help you?"

Belethe said something but it was barely audible.

"Belethe please tell me where you are being held before it's too late!" He told her urgently.

This time Belethe just looked at him.

"Belethe!" He put his hands on her shoulders but they just went through her and she disappeared with the whole spirit realm.

"No!" Azzeron yelled as he woke up in a small room.

Azzeron had a wet rag on his forehead and as he took the rag off he saw Tyrande was looking out the window, staring at the moon.

"Good. You're finally awake. I was quite worried about you for a while Azzeron..." She said, still staring at the moon.

"What do you mean, my Lady?" He asked.

"Well, you were wounded. The Blood Elves doing I suspect, but as you fell asleep you weakened quite quickly and almost died." She turned to Azzeron now.

"Had I not of healed you that is. So tell me, who is Belethe that you were speaking of in your vision?" Tyrande inquired.

Azzeron thought long and hard about telling her. He was too weak to even move and if he had any chance at all at saving Belethe he would need to tell her now.

"Belethe, is the most beautiful being in all of Azeroth that I have fallen for. I believe Elune herself has intertwined our fates just to meet but she is in grave danger. If we do not act soon she may be in even greater danger. Please Priestess you must grant me with the energy I need to help her."