I'm extremely happy that I got this up quickly :) even though school started. But I'm thinking as fast as I can. Anyway on with the story and don't forget to review ;)
I ride uncomfortably on the tiger, going to Azeroth knows where? Trying to think of a rational thought of why they kidnapped me, and why I left Firefoy in the first place. Nothing comes, I shiver from cold.
They stop after a while, I feel nobody moving, like they all stopped breathing, even the body pressed closely to me, making me warm. A voice close to my ear says, "We're almost to camp, you'll be warmer there. It'll be a while though, for us to get acquainted with each other, but we'll get to know each other better."
I stay silent, even though a million questions are swimming around in my mind. Who are you, and why did you kidnap me? But I know better than to blurt out absurd questions once they take the gag off me. Strong arms pull me from my armpits, setting me on the ground, almost like throwing me. I could tell this was not the gentle sounding man that sat behind me because he felt scrawny when his body was pressed closely to mine on the tiger.
"Put her in the tent with Tinsi!" a voice shouts from behind my blindfold. My head turns back and forth at Alliance members walk around me, examining me. I feel like a mana worm right now, the ones Firefoy and I used to kill.
Two sets of hands grab my arms and legs, lift and take me to a direction I was unable to process. Voices laugh and talk around me, I pick up words like, "She?" and then laughs and, "Blood Elves, easy to capture!" and more laughs.
I feel my face flare at their words that came to my pointy ears. "Tinsi!" one of my handlers yells inside a tent.
"Yes?"
"She's here! Captain said bring her to you!" The thing was I understand exactly what they all said, and it was just hitting me now. I never read Darnassae before in my life, or heard it for that matter, but now I could fully understand them without a hesitate.
I remember when I was little and I had to accompany Starmoon to Silvermoon. He was going to help interrogate a Night Elf. Since he didn't know what they were saying a Blood Elf resaid what Starmoon was saying. Before the translator replayed what the male night elf said, I already knew what he said. I didn't think it important at the time to tell him, but I guess I was wrong. I was escorted out of the room because of something the night elf said, to quick for me to hear.
"Put her somewhere on the ground just not near. . . yeah just set her down on the cot!" he says.
"Yes, Tinsi," my other handler replies, the one holding my feet.
They shuffle over to the end of the tent and drop me. They don't lightly set me on the cot, they just drop me from where they were standing, which was about two feet from the cot. I land with a weird sound and my back aching.
"That would be all, you are dismissed," Tinsi says. After moments of silence I hear feet moving around and the tent front moving, being locked in place by some object would be my guess. All goes quiet, I don't hear the commotion from outside, or the wind hitting against the sides of the tent.
I sense a hand close to my face, near my eyes. "Let's see what you look like without all of the tying." He pulls the blindfold over my eyes and they are met by a sight of a young man's face. He is tall and dark skinned, his eyes are a pale silver, and on his face is a marking that looks like a butterfly.
His purplish hair feel from behind his dark pointy ears and into his eyes, "You look beautiful. . ." he trails off pulling the gag out of my mouth. "Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say that aloud. . ."
He steps back into the end of the tent. I blush and don't reply. "You seem like the kind of person who blushes easily."
"I am. . ." I quietly answer.
"If I cut those off," he asks, indicating the ropes tied around my ankles and wrists, "will you promise to not run out into the woods nearby?"
I nod as he makes his way back over to me, grabbing a dagger from the table in the middle of the already crowded tent, full of papers and books, paintings and old news laying around. "This might hurt a bit. . ." he says taking both my wrists in his large hand and brings the dagger up through the rope. The oxygen slowly adds to the little oxygen that was there.
I rub my wrists and mutter, "Thanks," as he cuts the ropes around my feet.
"No problem, it's the least I could do. . ."
"Why do you say that?"
"We stole you in the middle of the night, out of the slim chance you would want to go to the pool. Everybody must be worried."
" Yeah, I'm worried too. . ."
"I am too. . ."
"Why are you worried?" I ask.
"Because I really don't know what's going to happen after this, we were sent on a mission to get you. They sent a group of missionaries in search of you, the night elf that was found, was one. They found you sitting by the pool and took you in the middle of the night, when we work best at." He stops talking, sits next to me and runs a hand through his hair.
"It all happened without word, the search came near an end now, nobody knows what to do. . . nobody. We can't take you back, the High Priestess is dying, she never bore any children." He puts his head in his hands. I stare at him, a quiet tune coming to my mind.
O drasi.
Si nashanoi, quel'dorei.
Nordrassill!
Eoplei matodei...
Anu ratore...
I hum the song and Tinsi gives me a sideways glance. "I'm sorry it just came to my mind, I don't know where I heard it before. . ."
"It's called Nightsong, people have many ideas about what it's meaning is, but I think it's about the night elves going to war."
I stay silent letting it sink in that I never heard that song before in my life that I remember and now I was sitting next to Tinsi humming it. "What is my mind coming to?" I think aloud.
"I don't know, I've just met you, maybe you should ask your friends once this all settles."
Firefoy! I think we're more than a friend now. . . but I don't know. "What if this never settles?"
"Then you'll live as our High Priestess until you die. Which might be awhile. . ."Tinsi explains looking at me.
I'll live hear forever? On the Alliance side, forever? And never able to see Starmoon, Firefoy and Byen again?
"Why did you attack Fairbreeze Village?"
"We had information from a spy, he thought you were there, he saw your pale eyes and thought, but didn't know you had left for Silvermoon. We were all surrounded by guards and we had nothing else as a defense then to set fire. . ."
"You almost burned down my village!" I yell standing.
"Arcissa? Quiet down. They do not know you are not still tied up!" He grabs my arm and yanks me down, fast enough to hurt my arm. "Stop!" he whispers harshly in my ear, still holding onto my arm.
I stare at his unreadable eyes, "Let. Go. of. Me!" I say through clenched teeth.
"Be quiet!" he says, dropping my arm.
"Don't touch me again!" I stare at him.
He stares at me again, directly into my pale eyes, "I still that you look beautiful, even when you're angry."
I blush again and tear my head away from his eyes. "Leave me alone."
"You blush easily," he says again, trying to hold back laughter.
"What are you giggling about?"
"How would you like to take a tour after everyone falls asleep?"
I think for a moment, wondering what I would gain from it. I would learn where we are, survey the area, and try to find out more.
"I'd like that. . ." I decide. "But first I think I need some rest."
He stands and heads over to the chair sitting near the table, grabs papers, and looks through them. I lean my head back, not expecting sleep to come so easily. But it did, as soon as my head feel against the rough pillow my eyes closed for a dreamless sleep.
