The Legends Retrun
The entity that inhabited one of the moons of Azeroth floated over the planes of time. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated of finding even the slightest of sensation of her loved ones. In a split moment of time she sensed something she was afraid of never sensing ever again. She whispered to herself. "My love…"
Tyrande performed her evening ceremony while Azshara watched in content at her standing out of the priestesses' way. The queen had been too weak to perform her duties anymore. Throughout the years the emptiness in her hearth had cost its toll. Now she mainly stood alone during ceremonies. Tyrande's concentration was broken by a gasp of her queen. Chrystine and Demetria came rushing over to Azshara. Tyrande stopped her ritual to rush to Azshara as well. Tyrande witnessed how Azshara sat on the ground as tears rolled of her cheeks reaching out to the moon that shined into the temple through the large entrance. The sight had caught her breath. Tyrande's eyes turned to the moon. It shined brighter than normal.
"Mother Moon. Azshara, Azshara?" Tyrande was shocked.
"Where is Azshara? Chrystine, Demetria what happened?"
"Mistress we do not know. Azshara was besieged by a feeling and turned to the moon. Soon after she fell to the ground reaching out whispering a name and then vanished before our sight."
"Sentinels go find our queen, priestesses come join me quickly and aid me in praying to the Mother Moon."
A warrior Draenei came to Darnassus to seek out the queen of the Kaldorei. Astrunxi arrived at the Eternal Palace. She asked for an audience with the queen. Alathena questioned her.
"You claim to be Astrunxi of the Exodar? We have heard of your name. However we never have seen you before over all those years. Many wish to see the queen even under false pretenses. What makes you any different lady?"
"Because I am who I claim to be."
Lady Vathearina had joined the scene. "If that is so lady Astrunxi I will know."
Vathearina was not impressed by Astrunxi's claim and casted a spell over her. "I shall read your thoughts."
Alathena became inpatient. "Well lady Vathearina is she telling the truth?"
With a wave the spell ceased but not the mages worries. "Astrunxi is who she claims to be. She is one of Richard's first friends here on Azeroth. That is not all. She has met him when she was on a quest back in time with the prophet Velen. She used her full restrain when her group departed from Richard of the past. Knowing that he would die with Paradrona she almost stopped Richard however she wasn't to change the timeline. She let him go with pain her heart. She was able to bear when Richard expressed their friendship was forever. In our present time she performed a ritual. A very rare bound to pay her essence to serve Richard. It was declined which brought Astrunxi in deep sorrow. It could have been that it was declined or that Richard and Paradrona were gone forever. It turned out it was declined for as the lady Phaluura had gone through the same ritual once. Service was declined but eternal friendship was given instead. The Entwined Souls… have returned after all. Queen Azshara must have felt it too." Vathearina grabbed the warrior. "You are a messenger of the Mother Moon sister."
Azshara appeared in the middle of the forest somewhere remote on the mainland. She stood breathless reaching out with one hand to the moon. A bright light came closer and closer until the moon goddess stood in front her daughter. Elune smiled as Azshara's eyes went wide open and fell in her mother's arms and cried. "Azshara it was only a brief moment but there is no doubt about it. It was them."
Azshara looked up at her mother but all she could do was cry. "Something at the beginning of your life changed you. You showed no emotions for so long. There was only one person that could trigger them. And now these two know how to reach your heart. I feel your strength returning." Elune stroked her daughter's hair.
After Elune touched her face Azshara tried to speak. "Mother… Richard… Paradrona… when and where shall I meet them? When can I look in Richard's eyes again and hold him and Paradrona? Tell your daughter, please?"
Elune tried to comfort her daughter. "My dear Azshara, you know they have a will of their own? They shall come. Our friends shall find them. The comfort that I can give you is that they will return. We have to be patient a little longer." Azshara didn't see how Elune herself showed a warm smile.
Alathena's heart was pounding. "We looked everywhere the entire night, not a trace… what did you found out Mistress?"
"I sensed the Mother Moon's tranquility. It is strong however I have received no vision." Tyrande was drawn by a feeling and walked from the temple stairs towards the Great gate.
"Follow me quickly." Tyrande rushed to the city entrance. From the forest they saw a light emerge that shined brighter when it came closer to the city. Chrystine and Demetria fell to their knees. Then Tyrande heard it too and fell to her knees as well.
"Mother Moon you blessed us with the presence of your daughter." Tyrande looked up and saw Azshara walking by signing in full harmony with her surroundings.
"This is the Mother Moon's her bliss, her love." The priestess and sentinels joined in the singing as Azshara was gradually walking to the center of Darnassus. Azshara started to levitate.
"My children, as the first rays of the day shall shine upon us. So shall the day come that my dearest of friends shall return to us." Chrystine and Alathena's eyes went wide open. Chrystine grabbed her necklace and was sunken in her thoughts.
"Elune has told me of their return. Richard and Paradrona… will receive our love once again."
Tyrande had gotten up and embraced Chrystine. "I will tell my husband of this miracle."
The first rays of daylight fell on Darnassus. Alathena walked forwards as she saw Azshara smile. Alathena reached out. Azshara descended and embraced Alathena. Alathena with her full restraint tried to fight her tears. Azshara calmly whispered to her.
"My strong huntress there is no shame. I couldn't stop my emotions either when I heard this news." Alathena let it all out while Azshara stroked Alathena's hair.
"Mistress I wish to inform Azeroth and Dreanor of this news. I shall take my leave to the Well of Eternity. Invite my friends to come over there so I can tell them personally."
Tyrande's eyes twinkled as she praised the Mother Moon. "Yes Azshara, I shall inform them personally." Azshara closed her eyes and kept on cherishing Alathena.
"Welcome Azshara to the Well of Eternity." Lady Vashj had run over and grabbed Azshara's dress looking away in shame. Azshara had kneeled down and took Vashj in her arms.
"There is no shame to show your emotions on this wonderful occasion." Vashj's bright smile followed.
"I am ashamed Azshara. Your priestess shouldn't be so embarrassed and show her emotions like this."
"Vashj are you not happy?"
Vashj embraced Azhara tighter. "I am."
"Then there is no shame at all." Azshara lifted Vashj up and turned around as she sensed her first guest had arrived.
"I welcome you my daughter." Azshara slowly put Vashj on the ground and walked to Gwendalora spreading her arms. "I have wonderful news for you."
Azshara floated to the center of the Well of Eternity. She made a connection. Across Azeroth and Dreanor she brought her message. An arcane serge left to every corner of Azeroth. It also went through the dark portal and continued to spread.
"Dear people of Azeroth and Dreanor I have news that I wish to share with you all. The Mother Moon has searched space and time in search of her loved ones that had sacrificed their total existence. I am glad they were wrong when I heard their total existence would be gone. The Entwined Souls have returned. They shall reveal themselves in times to come and they shall be among us. I apologize for this intrusion, please forgive me."
Hesriana liked to roam through the ruins, fantasize about the past, drawing things. She was once the childhood friend of someone special to her. Later she would become master of her own. Once she rescued a Troll shaman from a couple of thugs. The shaman called her a demon with the heart of an angel. She'inaila asked Faradrona where the cheerful succubus was. Hesriana went for the ruins of Silvermoon and hadn't returned in a week. She went away for several days. Normally she would say how long she would stay away and be back. She'inaila got worried and asked to look for her. Faradrona agreed.
"Our little friend might be enjoying herself but she always let us knows where she is and for how long. I will try to find her among the ruins." Faradrona portaled to the ruins. Hours went by when she finally stumbled upon her. In a small shrine she sat on the ground. Her wings were hanging stretched towards the ground. She would only do so if she was excited. She was staring at something.
"Hesriana, what's wrong?"
"Nothing Faradrona."
"Then why have you not returned?"
"I... I saw... I saw a reflection. I slept here when I woke up by the moonlight and I saw..." She didn't finish it as tears started to flow and she smiled.
"You have to see for yourself."
"It will be dark let's go home Hesriana."
Hesriana looked appalled. "No. I will not go. You must see for yourself."
Faradrona decided to wait. She regarded Hesriana as one of her own sisters.
The two waited. The sun went down slowly. The stars came out and the night fell. When Faradrona's eyes where adapted to the night she saw the moon appear at the night sky. The moonlight penetrated the little shrine. Faradrona looked at Hesriana. Her eyes started to sparkle like diamonds. Hesriana's stare seemed to now actually focus onto something. Faradrona grabbed Hesriana's hands and turned her head to the left as she started to shiver. Her mouth fell wide open and her eyes became large.
"By the Sunwell. This can't be." They stayed all night until the sunrise ended the scene they had looked at all night.
"Hesriana, thank you, stay here. I will return I have to bring word out. This, this is a miracle." Faradrona vanished with a spell. That morning she started to write. She called upon all her messengers. They were to take their messengers to all corners of both realms. The first and most spectacular message was to arrive at Azshara's palace.
Arunis stood in front of her palace. He demanded of the sentinels to see the queen on an urgent message from the lady Faradrona. They knew him but the queen was taking a bath. That part they didn't tell to Arunis. He felt obligated to act.
"On orders of the queen she gave herself to me I will act." He ran past the sentinels, barged into the palace fighting of the sentinels that went in after him. He ran through the halls. It was quite impressive to come this far. Guards were coming from everywhere. He heard queen Azshara's voice.
"Your majesty I have word you want to read straight away." He blasted the door with magic, ran in and bowed lifting the scroll entrusted by Faradrona to present it to Azshara. A thought went through his mind. Why is the floor wet? He heard the queen speak.
"Stand down this messenger has my blessings of delivering urgent messages to me without any delay. He is not to be touched." Arunis opened his eyes staring down at the red wooden floor. He barged into the queen's private quarters while she was taking a bath? He will lose his head for sure. He could hear the queen swim over. Her hand maidens covered her while she came out of the water. He crawled backwards out of the room to end up against the wall in the hall still holding out the scroll.
"Arunis you invaded my private sanctum to deliver this message. Now you will not give it to me?" He could fall through the ground out of shame. Azshara tried to oppress a giggle while accepting the scroll. She walked back to her bath reading it. Her smile turned into a gasp for air and started to cry of happiness. She walked back to Arunis, kneeled, grabbed his face and gave him a kiss.
"Thank you, you did well." She stood up and turned around while taking away her tears from her face.
"Give this man everything his heart desires which we can provide. Girls, my dress, I wish to leave at once."
Jaina lay in her room with one of her books in her hand. She was thinking of the past. From the courtyard she could hear her guards shout.
"Messenger." She got up and walked down the stairs. In the courtyard was a Quel'dorei messenger offering a scroll. She read the message. She asked the messenger of where Bailien and Gwendalora where.
"We don't know. They are both traveling."
"I will help you find them."
Incursia and Ajuoga where siting in an open spot in Silverpine forest. Incursia watched as Ajuoga was talking to the elements. A rider approached. Her blonde hair waved over her shoulders. She turned her face to the sun. Lady Sylvanas was carrying two scrolls.
"We ride to the ruins of Silvermoon tomorrow. Something has been discovered there you want to see." She smiled and threw the two scrolls to Incursia and Ajuoga.
Azshara arrived at the ruins. Faradrona came out of a small building. It was a shrine used for a place to find peace. She waved her over.
"Welcome sister I hope you received your message swiftly?"
"You have no idea Faradrona. Arunis surprised even himself." They went inside while sentinels set up a tent beside the tent of Faradrona.
"Hello Hesriana it's been to long again." Hesriana petted on some pillows to come and sit beside her. As the night started to set in Azshara told about the vision Tyrande had a few days ago. Azshara told of her own witness of a joyful Elune in the night sky and of her visit at the shrine to tell news that brought her heart joy. The moon was at the sky again shining down through the openings of the shrine. Hesriana was amazed, Faradrona was amazed and it was Azshara's turn now. In the moonlight an image emerged. Azshara came on her knees and reached out with her heart raging. Tears rolled over her cheeks as she almost fainted.
"Elune, mother, you've brought them back." Azshara's eyes lit up as she started to chant. Her heart was warmed again after so many years.
Later that night they heard big wings flapping outside. A few moments later Alexstrazsa and Ysera walked in. The dragon queen spoke words of signs of a miracle.
"Please sit down everyone." Faradrona pointed to the ground to the cushions that were still available. The newly arrived guests hardly sat down or the moon came from behind the clouds again. Alexstrasza stood up, walked to the image that appeared and moved her hands and spoke in her dragon tongue. Then she fell to the ground exhausted and a smile appeared on her face. Azshara and Ysera helped her to the pillows. Faintly she whispered.
"It's the Entwined Souls. It's them. They have returned." Alexstarzsa embraced Faradrona and looked in her eyes. "They have returned. Once again they defy all odds."
The next evening a new group of visitors were ready to watch a miracle unfold. Bailien, Gwendalora, She'inala, Jaina, Incursia, Ajuoga and Sylvanas sat down. Hesriana and Azshara were there as well. Azshara addressed the new group.
"My Mother Moon couldn't feel their souls after they presented the two realms with the gift. With the alignment of the planets they were able to burn up their souls and neutralize one of the universe's biggest threats. They sacrificed their total existence. Not even Elune could have directed on the benefit of the greater good. All seemed lost. But then Hesriana stumbled upon a miracle on her voyages. Please behold a gift from the goddess." They all watched the moon come closer into the shrine. Then like all the others they all gasped.
"Mother and farther it has been a seventy five years. I have upheld your honors now you will be among us to guide us once again." Gwendalora kneeled beside her brother. Bailien turned around to embrace his sister. He then embraced Faradrona. Gwendalora turned to Hesriana.
"My sister come here." Hesriana received a kiss which made her giggle. Gwendalora embraced Hesriana and started to cry.
"Thank you." Joyful as if her friends were already there she answered back. "No problem Gwen.
Brann Bronzebeard wanted to renovate the entire ruin so the Entwined Souls would have a spectacular welcoming.
"It's da glory they deserve."
Bailien's reply was a compromise. "Master Bronzebeard..."
"Don't call me master lady."
"Ahum, sorry. I assume that it is no coincidence that they showed up here in these ruins. They never wanted much. The colors they carried where all the glory the ever wanted to be respected. It was a witness for the friendships they made by being able to help. These ruins have been a quiet place. Hesriana could explain maybe why better than me."
Hesriana came close and spoke while keeping her hands on her back playing with her shoulders and waving her wings playfully back and forth in front of her. "Being here in these ruins one can see remnants of the past... Of a glory that was once was... One can use their fantasy of what this place might… have looked like. In it they can picture the good things that might… have been as well of the mistakes. Standing in the present one… can use the idea from then to benefit the future." Hesriana looked behind herself as she stared at a note taped on her wing.
"Well-spoken lassie that sounds like them."
Bailien came up with a compromise. "You want to do something. This shrine is old and might collapse in the future. Visitors of certain multitude that might come here will speed thing up. I suggest a combined cooperation of all races to make a modest contribution of just restoring this shrine."
"Alright that seems to be the best thing to do. The Dwarfs will provide the best rocks in the land. I guess the High Elves can make the plans of what this shrine might have looked like."
A plan had been made. Jaina commissioned the finest masons from all corners of the realms to rebuild the shrine. The Trolls supplied the paint, the Gnomes made the perfect stained glass. The humans fashioned the ornaments of the shrine. Every part of the shrine was a work of cooperation between the races. Within a few months the shrine was a sparkling gem among the ruins of Silvermoon city. She'inaila who supplied a permanent sentry duty said that the reflections at night shined twice as bright after its completion. After many years the image came more visible. At one time She'inaila discovered that the reflection now could be even seen during the day.
Every moon cycle the Entwined Souls' shrine was visited by the queen of the Night Elves. But not this time. She'inaila looked at the sky. She thought of what it might have been why Azshara didn't come? The sky looked clear. Maybe dropping by isn't that important to her anymore. No that can't be it. I better notify Faradrona. Orno came by that morning with a friend. He greeted She'inaila and walked by. His friend stood still. He looked in fright at the six armed hate speaking demon who was handling her swords. She pointed them to him. Orno turned around to see what was happening. She'inaila squeezed her eyes and spoke. "Are you worthy?"
Orno's friend no longer afraid looked down in a state of shame. "I am not worthy to see the image of the Entwined Souls."
She'inaila came closer and looked him straight in the eyes. "Why?"
"I was a thief for many years. I even tried to rob Orno last week. I have seen my error in life but I have done things the Entwined Souls would never do. I would shame their name if I would go in forgive me for that. I shall wait for Orno to return."
She'inaila stood down from her combat pose. "You are worthy to join your friend into the shrine."
When they came out She'inaila had a message that Orno had to take to his benefactor the lady Faradrona.
"Azshara hasn't been to the shrine? That is weird." Incursia zipped her tea while listening to Faradrona. She proposed to visit Azshara.
"Maybe Phaluura is there to. I haven't seen her in while too. As the dragon aspects but that is nothing unusual."
Jaina took up her cup. "I will join you I will portal us if we have finished our tea time.
"Where is she? She went where?" Tyrande wanted to repeat herself but Jaina was faster.
"We know where she is. It's just Incursia's way of speaking. But what is she doing on Dreanor?"
"Phaluura..." Incursia stepped close to Tyrande right under her nose.
"What about her?" Tyrande stepped back and calmly continued as she knew Faradrona's younger sister could be blunt in her ways.
"Phaluura is missing. When Azshara got concerned that Phaluura hadn't paid a visit in over several years she set out our elite guards to every corner of Dreanor. All returned fruitless accept for one. However that trail ended up dead as well. Azshara then decided to look for herself maybe her magic could unravel something our elites could not. She has yet not returned."
Incursia butted in again. "I told you something was off. Phaluura never stays away several of years. Months even a year maybe."
Tyrande continued again smiling about the impatient warlock's hidden concerns about a friend. "Yes that is what concerned Azshara as well."
"Where did she go?"
"She said if we wanted to contact her we would do that through High Priestess Ishanah. She would tell them where Azshara is. She has been gone for a month."
Jaina laid her hands on Incursia. "Okay thank you Tyrande. Sorry that we meet each other again under such circumstances but we need to find Phaluura."
Jaina let go of her friend and smiled to Tyrande. "Goodbye Tyrande thank you for your time. We shall be off straight away." Jaina conjured a portal. They waved goodbye. Through the portal Jaina looked at Incursia.
"For someone as impatient as you I'm surprised that you are a warlock and not a mage who can make portals." The two women were greeted by a Draenei guard.
They were escorted to the High Priestess.
"Welcome my friends you have come in troubled times." The two women were eager to hear why. Ishanah told about Azshara's elite rangers how they could not track down Phaluura. Even when Azshara arrived they ended up on a dead trail.
"Where is she now?"
"She is here in the city. She even prayed to Elune but this is not her planet. I prayed myself to the light for having lost Phaluura but I received no answer as well. The Great Mother Aggra tried. She also got no reply from the spirits or elements.
"I… fear the worst." Ishanah folded her arms and looked down. Incursia was clearly agitated as she started to conjure fire.
"She can't be gone. I will not accept it. Take us to Azshara." Azshara was in the back of a temple overseeing an area outside the city walls. Azshara wore a sentinel plate combat uniform. Her mind was somewhere else.
"Queen Azshara you have visitors." Azshara turned her head.
"Oh, hello." She then looked outside again over the peaceful city. She did not see Incursia role with her eyes of Azshara's behavior.
"Thank you for your warm welcome your majesty."
Jaina whispered silently to Incursia. "Keep your sarcasm to yourself she doesn't seem to be alright. We need to support her."
Azshara stood up. "It's alright Jaina. I'm sorry my friends. I am tired. I feel miserable. I am here to recuperate but I keep feeling sad. How many more friends do I have to lose?"
Ishanah placed her hand on Azshara's shoulder. "It is nice to have you here but it might be better for you if you go back to Teldrassil. The surroundings there might give you peace so you can rest." Azshara shook her head.
"No I must retry again I am responsible."
Ishanah lowered her head to see Azshara's eyes. "No Azshara I am and if by a miracle the Entwined Souls might ever return I will face them for having lost their best friend. If only I had acted sooner she might not have vanished."
Incursia barged in. "How long have you been busy looking for her?"
"With the search of my elites and lady Vathearina followed by the ones with me now it has almost been two moon cycles and a half. Without success it all ended at a big forest. The last one to see her was a man she'd been with for over a year. When he died she disappeared soon after. That was the last clue I found. I used all my magic to find a trace of her energy. Elune I have failed her." Incursia looked angry. Ishanah had let go off Azshara as she was startled when Incursia blasted a demonic marker out of fire on the wall. Azshara thought Incursia was going to give her full sarcastic remarks but she was surprised at first when Incursia embraced her but she soon ran her fingers through Incursia's hair to comfort her. "I will take us home. Unfortunately we have one more friend to remember."
The next moon cycle She'inaila saw a welcome friend again. "Are you worthy?" "No I am not, nor will I ever be. But as their friend I demand to pay them homage."
"If anyone is worthy it is you queen Azshara. How have you been your majesty?" "Don't be so formal, please join me, I have to tell the Entwined Souls some bad news."
Many years went by. Faradrona was sleeping tight. Then she was rudely woken up. The mage saw the highly decorated wooden door to her private quarters that was over hundreds years old smoldering. The door to her sleeping quarters was smashed in. Faradona was about to shoot arcane to this threat when Incursia ran through the smoke holding out a scroll into the air.
"Faradrona we need to get to Silvermoon as soon as possible. Well what are you waiting for?"
"May I get dressed first?"
"No there's no time. Tarecgosa is already creating a portal." Faradrona dressed herself incomplete. In a calm way she asked Incursia why she was so excited.
"Hurry Faradrona, Paradrona is glowing, she and Richard are glowing like the sun." Faradrona half-dressed followed Incursia to Tarecgosa's portal. The three almost bumped into Azshara when they rushed through. Faradrona in a flash had inspected Azshara who also was woken up without normal means.
"Why are you bare feted?"
"Why aren't you fully dressed?" Azshara noticed Faradrona holding her belt in her hand. Incursia and Tarecgosa ran through in between the two towards the shrine of the Entwined Souls following Chrystine's example. Incursia laughed at Tarecgosa's comment about mortals.
"Care about that later sister." Then they saw Jaina coming through another portal. She stared at them. Azshara and Faradrona at the same time said.
"Don't bother asking." After that they continued dressing while rushing towards the entrance of the shrine. Chromie greeted them and then pointed at her watch.
"For mages you sure take your time." The light the Entwined Souls emitted could be seen even outside the shrine. Hesriana held Bailien and Gwendalora. Go'el and Aggra stood beside Alextsrasza and Ysera. Alexstrasza waved the late comers in. Baine also arrived and a few other friends. Alexstrasza thought to herself. Where is Ishanah? I sent her a message as well.
The Entwined Souls became more visible and started to more and more pulse energy. Ajuoga placed totems to protect them from the bright light. Then after several hours the light shined permanently followed by a flash and an illuminated golden cloud shrouded the two. When it disappeared they saw them smiling at each other.
"Para."
"Richard."
"Welcome back Para." Richard hugged Paradrona. Paradrona let a tear roll over her cheek and whispered to him.
"Being with you is all I want." After an intimate moment they let go a little of their embrace and looked at one another again and then kissed for an equal amount of time. Then they turned their heads towards everyone that gathered.
"So you were able to get a front row seat?" Gwendalora flew into Richards's arms and Bailien into Paradrona's.
"Oh dad it feels good to have you back." She started to cry of joy and then the two switched. After a while they were done. They saw Hesriana waiting impatiently.
"Masters?"
Richard smiled. "What are you waiting for Hes? I know you want to." Richard and Paradrona laughed as she almost knocked Richard and Paradrona over embracing them.
"It's about time you came back master and master Paradrona. From the first time I came to this shrine I couldn't wait for this day."
Then Azshara walked in. She bent her knee and bowed to the Entwined Souls. "By Elune it is realy you I…" She swallowed her words trying to restrain herself. Richard grabbed her hands and pulled her in giving a deep embrace. Aszhara started to cry for a while. After that she gave Richard a kiss. Paradrona touched her shoulder on witch Azshara embraced Paradrona and kissed her cheek. Azshara kept her tears flowing.
"My deepest wish was that you would return. Don't ever do anything so foolish ever again." Faradrona stepped in as to Richard's surprise a quiet and shy Incursia stood in front of him.
"It's my turn."
"Welcome back sis."
Incursia didn't say much. "Hi."
Richard laughed while incursia smiled embracing him. She then kissed his cheek. "Next time you're on."
Go'el whispered to Alexstrasza. "Azshara is a very restrained queen with her emotions just like another queen I know."
Ysera overheard them and with restrain tried not to laugh and refrained to a light chuckle. Alexstrasza elbowed Go'el and Ysera in the side while keeping her posture.
Pleasantries were exchanged with everyone. But Richard started to look around soon after.
"Where're Phaluura and Thundercloud?" Richard and Paradrona grabbed one another looking at everyone waiting for an answer when they saw everybody look sad.
"Are they off on a mission to some place?"
Faradrona started first. "Do not worry about Thundercloud. He died peacefully of old age. We miss him."
Azshara gathered courage when Faradrona hesitated. No one wanted to ruin a happy moment. Azshara again almost swallowed her words. "Twenty-seven years ago Phaluura left for Dreanor. Several years after I dispatched my finest to find her, when they returned not one had found her. I personally tried again."
"And you found her?" Paradrona placed her finger on Richards's lips.
"I couldn't find her." She fell into Richard's and Paradrona's arms.
"I'm sorry but I'm afraid she is dead. Forgive me? I have no excuse for her loss." Richard touched her face.
"I know off all people that you have tried. But we will try again. It's the one way we can at least show her respect." Paradrona continued feeling Richard would move heaven and earth to find his comrade in arms.
"We cannot participate in a welcome when we know one of our dearest friends is missing. We want to ride first thing in the morning." Now let us go home and tell us of what has happened in the time we were gone while we pack.