Notes: This is not beta read, so all mistakes are mine. It has been read through repeatedly but I'm only human and may not have picked out all mistakes.
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Chapter TextJaina wide eyed, looked like a deer caught in the headlights, stared at Katherine, not believing what she was seeing or hearing, "You-You…. Syl—Syl-vanas.." she stammered shockingly, pointing a finger at Katherine. "You should…be …...on Thros!"
Katherine raised a thin eyebrow, the corners of her lips snaking into a grin, "Clearly your darling wife lied to you."
"But she….she has no reason to…..lie." Jaina trailed off, her lips parting in an 'oh'.
"Consider for a moment my naïve child, just who you're really married to." Katherine sneered "So sorry I missed the happy occasion.", Jaina looked away quickly, trying with her might not to give her mother the satisfaction of being right. Her eyes wondered to the prisoner next to Katherine. A naga sorceress. Chained in magic muffling cuffs. Jaina traced unknowingly, circles around her wrist where those cuffs had once been on her not too long ago. The sorceress seemed to be almost…. asleep? Resting? Jaina wasn't sure what to call it. It purred and dry tendrils kneaded the ground like a cat playing the piano. Jaina shuddered at the sight of the tentacles. Remembering her theory.
"I'm sure Sylvanas had a good reason to lie to me." Jaina raised her chin in defiance. But she still couldn't help but recoil against the stairs under Katherine's amused and smug glare.
"I'm sure she did child. I thought, however, a marriage was a mutual relationship of honesty, of trust." Katherine said, "Sylvanas Windrunner has never been one to be honest. Or one to trust wisely. Remember your brother."
Jaina clapped her hands over her ears, she could hear the echoes of her mother's disapproving words, her constant abuse ringing in her ears, her ability to get right into the centre Jaina's mind and plant the seeds of discord.
"Remember Teldrassil. Remember how they died in her fire, screaming for their lives. Jaina you ignored all the warning signs beforehand! You could have stopped her with just a single word. Remember how she raised your brother and tortured his mind against you, to kill you! Remember how she left you cold and alone and chose her own city over the love of her life…" That last note struck Jaina through the chest, going straight through to the other side. Jaina shook under Katherines hard and piercing gaze. Tears running down her sad face.
Suddenly Jaina felt like ice, felt the strange hands come down on her shoulders. The loose grip whispering to her to not be so hard on herself. She opened her eyes, her head swimming from the voices in her head, she was surrounded by Sylvanas's banshee's in a ring around her. She looked over to Katherine to see her gagged by purple and black smoke. The familiar tendrils wrapped around her neck, choking her in warning. Through blurred vision, tears stinging her eyes, Jaina caught the glimpse of something that almost winked at her. From what she could make out from squinting, a golden seashell rested around Katherine's neck, hidden by her clothing. Jaina had never recalled it before. Ever.
Jaina heard the crackle and a fast whipping sound of magic bringing her back to the present and whirled, her blurred vision resting on Sylvanas Windrunner at the top of the stairs, controlling the magic that contained Katherine effortlessly. Jaina choked back the rising lump in her throat. Sylvanas was angry, more furious than ever for she said nothing. Jaina could see the bright scarlet glow of Sylvanas's eyes, she was focused, intent on causing death with her Banshee form. Flames of black and purple engulfed Sylvanas's body. She could hear whispers of death swirling around Sylvanas's body, she could feel her mother's life draining in the air. She hiked up her robes and tried running up to Sylvanas, stumbling along the way.
"Sylvanas! STOP!" Jaina cried as she reached out for Sylvanas, pushing dangerously through the flames of death and gripping onto her arm. Her nails digging half-moons into her flesh. Ice entrapping her arm and freezing her magic. Breaking her concentration. Jaina gripped her wrists, stopping her from stepping back, "Sylvanas! Come back to me…" She watched those beaming red eyes turn into a smouldering glare. Jaina looked over her shoulder, seeing Katherine choking and rasping for air on the thin layer of ground. Still Chained to the wall. She sighed in relief.
"Proudmoore!" Sylvanas pulled her wrist from Jaina's grip and swiftly gripped Jaina's chin rather harshly, pulling Jaina towards her, Jaina winced and struggled under her vice like grip "You have some explaining to do, Mage!"
Jaina gripped Sylvanas's wrist, hard. Her fingers squeezing into the spikes of Sylvanas's gauntlet, drawing blood. She didn't wince but met Sylvanas's shadowy but burning gaze with her own flash of blue, seeing Sylvanas's nose wrinkle at the smell of her fresh blood made Jaina snarl, "Gladly, your Royal Highness." With her mocking tone she teleported them both to their private room.
Furious with Jaina, Sylvanas still gripping Jaina's chin pushed her onto the bed and before Jaina could react, with the quick and skilful moves of a sabre cat, Sylvanas was on top of Jaina and had her pinned by both wrists, her knee pinning her thigh down. Jaina tried to pull her wrists free but felt Sylvanas push down harder, she felt her wrists start to go numb. She looked up, her own blue eyes snarling in response to Sylvanas's own dark glare.
"Well!? I'm waiting!" Sylvanas spat.
Jaina gritted her teeth, trying to bite down the rising retort she had building. She felt like she had two sides sitting on her shoulders, the devil rolling the dice, saying Fuck it! Start that argument! The angel rolling its eyes telling her to be still, obedient and smile prettily.
Sylvanas hummed, breaking Jaina's thoughts, leaning down she was but a hair's breadth from Jaina's neck. Her nostrils becoming filled with the strong scent of passionflower and sea salt air, her hard features softened into a snarl, "Hmmmm, the great Jaina Proudmoore pinned to my bed."
She rolled her dice, not holding back seeing the smugness on Sylvanas's cool features, hearing the satisfaction of winning in Sylvanas's voice. There was no way Jaina would let that go. She didn't get to flirt and take full advantage of her like this. Jaina turned her face to meet Sylvanas's, cutting her off from her neck, "Why did you lie to me?"
Sylvanas pulled back, admiring her handy work, she raised an eyebrow, "What does it matter to you?"
Jaina stared incredulously at her, "'What does it matter to you?' Are you fucking serious Sylvanas!?" A bark of hysterical laughter escaped from Jaina, "You're so fucking conceded Sylvanas! You lied to me! You…..YOU LET ME HATE YOU!"
Jaina couldn't fathom anything from Sylvanas's blank expression not from the melancholy in her eyes. She couldn't work out why Sylvanas lied to her, let her hate her, despise her on their wedding day for confessing she had left her mother to apparently die on Thros for her crimes against Jaina.
"You let me hate you for no fucking old-god-damned reason!" Jaina screamed at Sylvanas, tears of anger running down her cheeks, her mouth in a snarl. She tried wriggling out from underneath her grip but Sylvanas held on tight, pressing down further. The physical pain, Jaina concluded, was nothing compared to the emotional pain of Sylvanas leaving a permanent tattoo of hate in Jaina.
Sylvanas lunged forward, she could feel Sylvanas seethe with anger in front of her face "I have my fucking reasons Proudmoore! I don't need to explain them to you after the little stunt you pulled! Did you think you were smart? Involving Valeera like that? Distracting me with a mirror image of you?" She lifted Jaina's wrists up and slammed them back into the bed, "You are too clever, magic wise, for your own, fucking, good!"
"It was Childs play Sylvanas! I was bored!" Jaina spat in retort, lifting her head up a little to meet Sylvanas's forehead, "And I would do it all over again! And I have every right to know your reasons! She's my mother!"
Sylvanas let out a low growl, "You are treading on dangerous ground, Proudmoore!"
"Besides, you weren't even supposed to be back till two fucking days from now!" Jaina gasped.
Sylvanas titled her head to the side and pressed her knee down, stopping Jaina from struggling further, leaning into Jaina, pressing their foreheads together, gritting her own teeth, "Oh, so it's my fault that I came back early to try to work things out with my god-damned wife!?"
"Yes, it is! I was doing just fine until you showed up!" Jaina grumbled low enough for Sylvanas to hear.
"You are fucking infuriating Jaina! I told you Katherine was dead to save you from your fucking self! There! Happy?" Sylvanas huffed, "I knew if you thought she was still alive you would try to save her from herself. When she is beyond saving. I've been trying to get information out of her as to who was behind your kidnapping as I believe others were involved." Sylvanas's grip relaxed in her sudden revelation. But She didn't let go completely, Jaina was secretly thankful. "I would rather you hate me than hate yourself forever…."
Jaina blinked at Sylvanas, "Save me from myself?" Jaina whispered. Quietly fuming at the revelation. Sylvanas obviously thought Jaina couldn't take care of herself, she signed the dotted line to be her wife not her child that she could babysit. "I'm not some rambunctious child you can baby sit Sylvanas!" Jaina hissed and stuck her bottom lip out in an angry pout. "You are treating me like I'm some sort of precious bird to be locked away in a cage!"
Sylvanas laughed, "Jaina, do you hear yourself when you speak?"
Jaina smiled sarcastically, "Do you?" They stared at each other for what was an age. The other not relenting in the slightest.
Sylvanas was the first to speak, but not breaking eye contact, "You broke my trust, Proudmoore. I specifically told you not to go into the dungeon. That broken trust cannot be easily forgotten nor forgiven."
Jaina sighed reluctantly, she knew Sylvanas was right and if she hadn't have come when she did Jaina would have been a wreck on the stairs, "Fine, I'll admit that one. But Sylvanas, I saw something when I was down there…with my mother."
Sylvanas looked at Jaina expectantly, amusement crossing behind those eyes, "Proudmoore, if this is another trick to distract me….."
"My mother is wearing a necklace I don't recognise. A seashell around her neck. I didn't exactly see what it was at first. But I'm pretty sure it has something to do with this. It reminded me of azurite it had that glow to it." Jaina said in a low voice, making sure they were alone.
Sylvanas tensed over Jaina, she knew what Jaina was going to ask next, "No. Jaina I forbid it! You are not going back down there!"
"Sylvanas let me get close enough to her to rip it off! I have a gut feeling about this!" Jaina tried to reason with Sylvanas, fluttering her eye lashes. Giving her the wide-eyed puppy look. She knew Sylvanas would eventually come around, she knew how to make Sylvanas relent if she really had to.
"Jaina no! Out of the question! I will keep you chained to this bed if I have to!" Sylvanas started to go off on Jaina, but as Sylvanas started to curse in Thalassian, lost in her anger she released one of Jaina's wrists. Jaina tenderly raised her hand and tugged her fully down to her, to cup Sylvanas's cheek and bring her back around with gentle strokes. She closed her eyes and nuzzled Sylvanas nose with her own. Cutting Sylvanas completely off and distracting her with her lips on hers.
Sylvanas snaked an arm around Jaina, her hand clasping her at the back head, deepening the kiss as Jaina's lips moved on hers. The soft hum that was stored at the back of Jaina's throat found release. Jaina found her own hand reaching behind Sylvanas's head, grabbing fistfuls of her hair. Jaina was still pinned to the bed when Sylvanas's tongue begged for entrance, Jaina grinned inwardly. She secretly loved Sylvanas being the more dominant figure in their relationship, but she melted into Sylvanas completely when her tongue would sweep across the bottom lip, she knew Sylvanas loved so much it was warm. A heady growl rumbled low in Sylvanas's throat, hot and needy. Exciting and exhilarating. Sylvanas slid her hand along the length of Jaina's arm teasingly, coming to rest over her hand. Threading her fingers through the gaps in Jaina's hand she joined their hand as one and pinned their clasped hand to the bed. Squeezing gently as Jaina whimpered and exhaled into Sylvanas's mouth slowly, relaxed and at peace. They were both their saving grace.
For a flicker of a second Jaina felt like she had the Sylvanas she knew back. Jaina felt a heat burn in her stomach. As Sylvanas felt Jaina's hand tug playfully at her armour. Sylvanas's own hand released Jaina's hand and slid under her robe, feeling the soft silk of her leg, travelling up to tug at the thin line of material that kept Jaina's secret spot in place.
Sylvanas pulled away from a breathless Jaina rather quickly and rather roughly. Jaina whined desperately, feeling cold and alone as She felt Sylvanas's hand pull out from under her robe and rest firmly on her hip. Sylvanas adjusted herself and her loosened armour and leaned over Jaina, "Damn you Proudmoore!" She hissed into Jaina's ear, Jaina laughed and grinned easily. Sylvanas pulled back to see Jaina's face, flushed with colour, a needy glow in her eyes. She rested her forehead on Jaina's, nuzzling her nose in soft brushes, "I am loathed to admit it but I think your idea might have some merit to it. Belore above, knows I've tried to get as much information out of your mother as possible. But she is a tough one to crack."
"She married my father Sylvanas, of course she is She's a Proudmoore." Jaina breathed, a heated, needy and raspy breath. Sylvanas could feel Jaina's eyes roam her. This wasn't fair to Sylvanas, Jaina knew. But she couldn't help herself. She stole another kiss from Sylvanas, pulling her down by the clasp of her cloak. Unsuspecting, unprepared. A fast and deep kiss that left Sylvanas grumbling afterwards. Jaina, in Sylvanas's weakness, pushed her from her and stood, a wicked grin on her lips that flashed Sylvanas back to their time first time in the library. Jaina's words of "I get what I want" whispered in her ears.
Sylvanas stood with Jaina twirling stray strands of her hair around her fingers. "While your idea may have merit, Proudmoore, you are certainly not going in there on your own. I am going in there with you in case your mother tries anything." Sylvanas watched the strands of silver gleam in the light.
Jaina pouted and folded her arms looking up dramatically at Sylvanas, "Take it or leave it Proudmoore. That is my deal." Sylvanas said with an authoritative tone. She wasn't harsh but gentle as she continued to twirl curls of Jaina's hair with her fingers.
She watched Jaina chew on her bottom lip, Sylvanas's hand on her hip twitching with need, she could see Jaina contemplating her options, Jaina raised her gaze to meet Sylvanas's. Sylvanas knew she was being a tease to get her own way, and damn Belore above! Was it working on her!
Sylvanas could see the spark of mischief in Jaina's eyes, "Fine. I agree but let me do the talking. You have never been good at bargaining for peace." Jaina said, she wagged her finger at Sylvanas and prodded her in the ribs with it.
Sylvanas feigned pain and clutching her hand over her heart, "Ooof! I'm wounded. I bargained with Anduin for you did I not? Lead the way."
Jaina rolled her eyes and scoffed, turned to leave, but as she touched the door handle she turned back to Sylvanas somewhat apprehensive, "Sylvanas, I never spoke of it before but….There were others. When I was put on that island. Your suspicions are right."
Sylvanas stepped close to Jaina and put a hand under her chin tilting it to look up at her, "Do you know who they were?" she asked her, a serious and protective glow in her eyes.
Jaina felt Sylvanas searching her own eyes, she had a strong feeling she knew one of them was Genn. Jaina held her breath looking at Sylvanas. But she couldn't have been certain. And she didn't want to infuriate Sylvanas and give her a reason to go after Genn for Anduin's sake. Jaina bit her lip and shook her head, "But I could place their voices. I know that doesn't help." Jaina murmured, taking Sylvanas's cold and upturned palm of her hand and placing a gentle and warm kiss into the centre of it, tracing the lines were her fingertip. Sylvanas reached up and tenderly wiped away Jaina's slow tears from the corners of her eyes and pulled Jaina close, pressing her lips to her forehead in a hug and held Jaina for as long as she needed. Jaina hadn't really talked about it, even with Anduin or Vereesa. She kept it hidden deep down inside.
"We need to work as a team Jaina and not against each other." Sylvanas whispered into her hair.
Jaina took the opportunity and teleported them to the top of the steps down to Katherine. Jaina turned to Sylvanas, "You really need a better security system." Jaina brushed past her shoulder playfully, grinning over her shoulder at the elf. "Remind me to look at it after this."
Sylvanas smacked Jaina on the ass and Jaina yelped, Sighing Sylvanas rolled her eyes walking in front of Jaina, "It's like you want me to fuck you ,Proudmoore." Sylvanas turned suddenly and pointed a long finger at Jaina, "Don't forget, I'm still mad at you."
It was hard to stay mad at Jaina for long.
Jaina rolled her eyes and scoffed, "I wouldn't have it any other way. Now, cast your dirty talk and twitchy hands aside and Let's get on with this." Jaina threw Sylvanas a glare over her shoulder as she felt Sylvanas keep her eyes fully on her ass as she started to descend the stairs. Sylvanas grinned her fangs making Jaina shiver.
Jaina approached the bottom step, Katherine frowning deeply at Sylvanas behind her. Sylvanas, of course had a smug smile spread evenly across her face. A smile that screamed, "I just had your daughter in bed!" Her heels clicked on the ground with that arrogant sass and confidence. She leaned her hip against the wall of the steps, tucking her leg behind the other and folding her arms, watching Jaina studiously. Sylvanas could hear the gentle rhythm of the Naga sorceress by her foot, chained but purring as her wet tentacles had curled around her body. She looked almost like a sleeping cat, curled up into itself.
"Mother in law, so good to see you!" Sylvanas crooned. Jaina shot her a warning glare and she grumbled to herself.
"Well, this is a surprise. My absent daughter and her slut of an –"
Jaina held her hand up and silenced her mother. Taking Sylvanas by surprise, "You understand, Mother, that if you insult my wife that in turn, you insult me." Jaina affirmed. Her voice was hallowed and empty as she approached her mother. Katherine raised an eyebrow in her direction. Jaina took a note from Sylvanas's book and straightened, clasping her hands behind her back in formality and turned to Katherine, giving her an expectant look of acceptance.
"I will never accept Sylvanas Windrunner as a decent match for you." Katherine stated proudly.
"That is sad, because, she is here to stay." Jaina walked up to Katherine, raising her chin out into the air, "Mother, I'm going to cut the bullshit. I know you had help. Who were they?" Jaina's scar on her arm burned, she gripped her arm tightly behind her back to still the growing need to scratch it to shreds. Jaina regarded her mother, her heart sinking at how she looked so cold.
Katherine laughed devilishly, "And you expect me to oust them to you just like that?"
Jaina regarded Katherine with no feeling, she knew this wasn't her mother deep down. No matter how her mother and herself argued, she was never this cruel. She stepped cautiously closer, she could feel Sylvanas hard gaze on her back, ready to pull her away if shit hit the fan. She smiled slightly for once at the cute protective aura Sylvanas always had with her. It was nice to know. It gave her the confidence she needed with her mother.
Jaina held out her palm and sneered at Katherine trying to pull against the chains that kept her bound. Blue flames of ice danced in the palm of her hand, glancing at Katherine and then back to the flames, manipulating them into two small ice elementals with the arcane in her eyes. She commanded the first ice elemental to drive a sharp icicle through the other's core. It squealed like nails on a chalk board, flashing a small white light and flailed in jaina's hands. She waved the image away and blew the ash crystals at Katherine. And withdrew, knowing Katherine understood. Jaina was now her own woman, a very powerful mage with a strong other half standing behind her, Jaina knelt and could feel Sylvanas step closer towards her. Hovering just as a precaution. Reaching out and tracing the pattern of the seashell necklace in the air, "Understand, I will not hesitate." Jaina hissed, "To kill you if I have to. You are not my Mother. Nor will you ever be." She stood, looking down at the mess that was Katherine Proudmoore. Or was it?
"All I can reveal is that the two that helped me…..are close to either one of you." She muttered darkly. Jaina looked at Sylvanas over her shoulder and raised an eyebrow, Sylvanas shrugged simply and nodded. Sylvanas with a flick of the wrist commanded her death magic to swirl around Katherine's body, pinning her directly in place. Stiff and rigid enough for Jaina to quickly reach out grab the seashell pendant from around her neck. It seared her palm, drawing fresh blood from the knife wound she had from earlier. She winced and screamed as her arm and hand burned. Wincing and whimpering she ripped it from Katherine's neck and let go of it dramatically, summoning ice for her hand. The pendant rolled, eventually stopped by the tip of Sylvanas's foot. It took Sylvanas and with every fibre of her being to become drunk on the smell of Jaina's blood.
Jaina paused grunting in pain, watching the crumpled figure of her mother shake violently. She rushed over to her, falling to her knees without a single thought and covered Katherine's trembling body with her own whilst whispering words of comfort. "Mom?"
"Jaina be careful." She could hear Sylvanas's warning from across the room. She could hear Sylvanas take a step forward but hesitated.
Panting, Katherine looked up at Jaina, her eyes were ones that Jaina recognised. The slight hint of warmth trickling back into them. Katherine shrugged Jaina off and slumped against the wall, exhausted, "Jaina…"
"Its me! Its your Jaina!" Jaina cried as she clung to her mother.
Tears sprung to Jaina's eyes, she gently took Katherine's hand in her own, trying to give her some strength in the warm glow of herself. Her eyes apprehensive, but hopeful. Sylvanas had to admire Jaina's pure heart. It was one of the qualities she could only find in Jaina. She watched as Jaina became more eager whilst trying not to hurt her mother, "Mom it's me it's your Jaina! I'm going to help you" she whined desperately, dropping her mother's hand to take her face in her own hands, tenderly and lovingly stroking the dirty strands of Katherines grey hair from her face.
Sylvanas let the necklace hang in the air, her magic keeping it floating and safe, she walked over to Jaina and set a firm hand down on her shoulder, "Jaina let my Rangers attend her. You will get your answers later. Your mother needs cleaned up and water."
Jaina looked at the hand that gripped her shoulder firmly, a comforting grip. She nodded and Velonara and Anya appeared out of nowhere while Jaina watched them carry Katherine up the stairs and off somewhere. Strangely, Jaina trusted Sylvanas completely and sensed she wouldn't do some back- handed trick under the table to hurt her. Jaina clasped her own hand over Sylvanas's absently, thumbing over her wedding ring. But Jaina couldn't push the burning pain from her mind, her palm felt scorched as she looked down and could see the wound, fresh and open. Angry like fire. Couldn't help but feel the thrumming of the seashell pendant, floating loosely in the air, encased in a an electric rib cage of purple lightening. Sometimes Sylvanas's death magic surprised her. Jaina knew Sylvanas felt her shudder, she could feel Sylvanas's hand slide down her back and rest along the small of her back. It seemed to be Sylvanas's favourite place to touch her, apart from the hair. In life or death. Sylvanas guided Jaina over to the necklace.
Jaina from the corner of her eye caught the slither and she whirled around, Sylvanas's arm still around her. Jaina spread her arms out in a impulsive reflex, trapping the Sorceress in an field of ice. The naga sorceress stood upright her large tail swishing left and right, Jaina felt hypnotized by the way it moved, the scales on her that radiated a kolidascope of colours into the ice. The sorceress stared, entranced by the seashell, as if it controlled her.
"That pendant is from my queen." She hissed; her voice reminded Jaina of a slithering snake. Jaina felt a protective arm around her tighten its grip, digging her claws in to Jaina's flesh unintentionally.
"What queen serpent fish?" Sylvanas snarled, shoving Jaina behind her. She lunged for the Sorceress, grabbing its throat and pressing her clawed thumbs into it's voice box.
The sorceress showed Sylvanas her cuffed wrists, Sylvanas thought long and hard for a moment and reluctantly let the rasping sorceress go. The clunk of the chains dragging along the ground as she sashayed the length, they'd permit her to, "I have no interest in your little one Windrunner. However, my queen might. She is a pretty thing. And such power….." Her voice was as smooth as silk, Jaina's head swam. She tried to focus on the skulls on Sylvanas's armour to stop her from swaying.
"I will not ask again, "Sylvanas stated clearly, her posture becoming agitated, "Who is your queen?" She knew the answer. She just needed to hear it. Jaina bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut hoping the answer wouldn't be what she was thinking of.
"Azshara."
Sylvanas slung Jaina over her shoulder as they exited the dungeon, dragging her quickly to their private chambers with her. " Sylvanas wait! Ow!" Jaina squealed, trying to dig her heels in by pounding her fists on Sylvanas's back, "You will put me down this instant Sylvanas Windrunner! I am your wife! I demand justice for this!"
Sylvanas playfully bit into Jaina's ass cheek through her robes. Jaina yelped, "Sylvanas!"
"You'll get your justice, wife." Sylvanas muttered "But first we need to get you seen by a healer for that hand."
"I'm fine! If you just let me bandage it up I— WOAH!"
. Suddenly she was tumbling over Sylvanas, sitting on her head in a daze. Someone had pulled themselves out from the shadows, sending Jaina flying forward and gripping Sylvanas as she went down.
Sylvanas, flat on her face heaved her shoulders up making Jaina squeal as she tumbled over her own head with a thud. Looking up to see who had appeared and about to give them the wrath of her Banshee scream when she faltered, staring up like an idiot, thunderstruck. Tyrande stood before her, looking down at her expectantly, her hands on her hips. Her figure regained quickly, Sylvanas observed. She still had her self-righteous and all enthral elegance about her, "Tyrande, what can we do for you?" Sylvanas sat back on her hands, a smug look about her face as she crossed her leg over the other. Jaina fumbled to get up, trying to fix her dishevelled braid and robes quickly.
Jaina gasped trying to straighten her braid out, "Tyrande? What! Oh! Tyrande, Hi!"
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