A/N: Please note that this is of course Fan Fiction, therefore the events described would be slightly deviated from the orginal telling.
And nope, I in fact do not own Warcraft or anything else I write about.
Chapter 12
A crier was running about the encampment in the earliest minutes of twilight. The sky was just beginning to ignite with the light of the sun for another day. The crier shouted the words from a scout, who just spoke of Prince Kael and a convoy of Elves on the road.
Arlandria awoke from within the temple and quickly cast off the few tattered cloaks she had slept under. She readied herself as best as she could with only a small pocket mirror, but she could not change how tired and weary she looked. She grabbed all her gear and rushed through the doorway ahead of the others.
The whole population was already up and alert. They all stood on the edges of the walkways and looked excited, their troubles momentarily forgotten. Arlandria and the rest of the signficant Elves stood on the low stone platform and waited to greet them as shouts of excitement rushed through the crowd. Always coming ever closer to the stage. The stone pathway was being covered with scattered flowers that some Elves happened to bring with them.
Then many Elves on horseback were seen trotting slowly up the road. Prince Sunstrider in the center on a shining white stallion. In Arlandria's eyes the Prince looked far more adult now than she had ever seen him before. He bore a look of determination that appeared as the mark of a true leader. Behind the mounted Elves, more than perhaps two hundred Elves marched in a tight formation, though not all were soldiers.
Despite the drained condition of the Elves, the deafening cheers and shouts they managed to give out were spectacular. The Prince rode next to the platform and dismounted, along with many of his top aides. He walked confidently across the stage as everyone in sight bowed low. He quickly exchanged a quick word and embraced everyone, including Arlandria, even giving her a slight smile. Then he turned to address the crowd,
"My beloved Elves," Prince Kael began, and strangely ended the addressment quickly.
"An offical meeting will be held at mid-day, once a solution has been determined. Good day," the Prince said.
He turned his back abruptly as others on the stage rushed to his side to guide him to the headquarters inside the temple. Arlandria was momentarily stunned, but she sprinted to catch up. The crowd of soldiers and civilians alike stood still, dissapointed because they expected more. But it seems they would have to wait a little bit longer for hope.
As everyone filled into the temple, Arlandria gave the signal to awaiting Rangers to triple the guard around the permiter. The Prince had with him only three others inside for the meeting, Arlandria recognized them as powerful Archmages. All gathered around a circular stone podium to begin the discussion. Prince Kael was already caught up on even the most up to date information due to the scrolls that were sent and received before his arrival. Some information he already had suprised many in attendence as the talking went on for many hours. It was until Prince Kael said something that jarred everyone.
"Silvermoon must be retaken," said the Prince.
Everyone looked at him in silence, unsure if his task was even possible.
"Prince Sunstrider," began a high commander. "Our force is so weakened that it would be impossible to fight against such odds. Even if we were to liberate the city, we could not hold it."
"The city is being held by the living dead, instead it is a group of traitorous Elves, their leader is Dar'Khan. It was he and his brood that opened the way for the Scourge at our most vital defensive gate. He must be dealt with...permanently," said the Prince venomously.
All of the high commanders and politicians looked about at each other, many might have suspected such things, but few believed it. The idea that one of their confidants could become so corrupt was unfathomable for many in the room.
"His group of traitors dwell within the palace, the Scourge departed yesterday, those that remain are scattered and disorganized," Prince Kael said. "But it goes deeper still, the Sunwell must be utterly destroyed."
Now the whole crowd gasped, cries of protest were instantly thrown out. Prince Kael raised his hand to settle the noise.
"Do you not see that we suffer so much more with the Well defiled, with it gone we will have a greater chance to survive. It is our only hope, we have to rid ourselves from it," he said.
"I cannot do this myself, I am not a sworn King yet, therefore I leave the decision to all those gathered here," Prince Kael concluded.
Nearly all in the room stepped forward and saluted the Prince, only two high commanders and one politician remained where they stood.
"Thank you," said the Prince as he saluted back. "Now gather all available soldiers that can be spared, we shall move within the hour."
End of Chapter 12
