Few weeks later…
It was incredible what he had learned from the Queen and High Priest of the Night Elves.
Illidan's history, his consumption of the demon blood to kill the demons, his imprisonment, his escape, his death, it was all fascinating and a little bit sad. Good intentions that paved the way for a more sinister force. It was no surprise that the warden was convinced of conspiring with him.
But what really puzzled him was where the location of the blade and the blade's master made no sense. Illidan was nowhere near Pandaria when he died and yet…
His blade was lodged here.
Though Anduin was curious, he needed to focus on his demon blood research. It seems Fel Magic has a mutative effect on living creatures and the environment itself. It alters anything it touches to fit the needs of Demons. Fel Magic itself was addictive and dangerous, known to corrupt its users completely with each use.
Now Anduin needed to figure out how to reverse the effect of Fel Magic and cure the cancer of demon blood.
That part will be tricky to do.
As the prince pondered on how it could be accomplished, sunlight shined upon him through the window of the library. Anduin couldn't help but think that the Light was trying to show him the way or give him a sign. But then, strangely sleep began to take over him, and he dozed off, slumped on his desk.
In his dreams…
Anduin blinked to find himself in a peculiar bed.
It was one made from a dead tree as its branches were used for veils of the elegant bed with its feathery warm sheets. He looked down to see robes of white and gold was his attire while white bell flowers were sewn into it and a few in his hair.
The prince lifted himself from the mysterious bed and began to look around at his location. It appeared to be some sort of forgotten castle or palace as there were rubble and bricks with trees trying to claim it. It was cold as the wind blew through the cracks.
The confused priest of light walked down the halls in search of someone to help him.
Down the halls were stained glasses that show depictions of Night Elves, Demons, and Demon Hunters in a war of long ago. Some demons and Night Elves were ones he could recognize others he did not.
But as he walked down the halls and see the painted glass's story from a war of long ago. But all the while the prince felt like he was being watched. A shadow of a bat was following the human prince from behind as he reached the end of the hall.
There was a room destroyed as its heart held two different flowers.
One was a White Bell Flower with golden tips, smooth emerald green stems, and leaves that appeared to feathery tears. It basked into the light of the sun. The other flower was a dark purple rose with acidic green veins within the bud, a jagged black stem with thorns as and had no leaves but vines of darkness. It basked the darkness of the shade. Two different flowers intertwined, neither being harmed but harmonizing the same.
Anduin walked close to the two flowers as the shadow of a bat was seen on the edge of his sight. The prince looked to see what it was, but the shadow was always just beyond his sight.
"Anduin… Anduin… Anduin…" A voice whispered over and over as Anduin spun around to try to find the shadow.
In the waking world…
"Prince Anduin. Prince Anduin, please wake up." A voice called as the sleeping prince jerked awake from his slumber.
The young prince turned to see a servant with a concerned look.
"Are you alright, your highness? I heard you muttering in your sleep." He asked as Anduin gave him a kind smile.
"I am okay, I must have dozed off. I must have studied a bit too hard." Anduin answered as he rose from his chair, his body feeling stiff and something else.
It felt strange, unfamiliar sensation and very alien. It was neither bad nor good, just strange.
"Your father, King Varian wishes to speak to you about the trial." The servant explained.
"Yes, I will go, thank you for waking me." Prince Anduin thanked with a bow as the servant bowed as well.
He began to wake as he still felt strange, unaware that his own body was under a strange effect.
Later at Shrine of Seven Stars…
He was greeted by many as he began to feel tired and stranger.
Anduin was greeted by many of the Alliance, especially his father as he sat right by him while everyone would discuss the trials. The prince was barely able to listen as he felt disoriented and weary. Jaina noticed the pale look on his face.
"Anduin, are you okay?" The sorceress wondered as she was concerned for the boy.
Anduin didn't seem to hear her as it caused his father to worry as well.
"Anduin, can you hear me?" Varian pleaded as he clasped his shoulders.
"What… Is… Happening…?"
Then Anduin fainted, causing panic to Alliance as everyone rushed to help the unconscious prince.
In a bed within the Shrine of Seven Stars…
The healers began to examine the prince as they tried to find the cause of the illness that befell him.
But to their disbelief, they found something impossible. They examined him again and again with different spells, different healers, and different everything. But the result is still the same.
Velen was asked to look over him next for they knew that Velen was the greatest healer in the Alliance. He could know the true cause.
"What is wrong with my son? Is he dying?" King Varian demanded from one of the healers.
"Your… Majesty. You might wish to sit down for this. In fact, all of you should." The healer requested as they didn't like where this is going.
"What's going on? Is Anduin dying?" Genn demanded as he feared for the boy's safety.
"Umm… How do we say this? Our very thorough examination concludes… That Prince Anduin Wrynn is… with child." She answered as there was a dead silence in the room.
The king himself looked like his eyes were about to bulge out of his head. Genn's jaw nearly hit the floor. Tyrande and her husband were frozen stiff. The three Hammers were like statues. The Gnome looked like he was going to faint and Jaina was shocked by her words.
"I think I misheard you. I thought you said that Anduin, Prince Anduin, a male is pregnant." Jaina chuckled slightly, thinking that she misheard her.
"I did. Prince Anduin is the first male to be pregnant." The healer announced as the king's shock turned to anger.
"You must be wrong. This cannot be true." Varian sneered at the frightened healer.
"T-that is why we asked the Prophet Velen to come. For our examination only showed one result of his dizzy spell. Hopefully, he can find the cause." The healer stuttered.
The prophet emerged as he closed the door behind him.
"Your majesty, your son is pregnant." Velen simply explained as it shocked everyone in the room.
In the room of the sleeping Prince…
Jaina brushed his nephew's hair as he slept while everyone was trying to figure out what was going on.
"How-how is this possible? Anduin is male and I know he has lain with no one!" Varian questioned as this impossibility was rocking him to his core.
"It must be Garrosh's doing-. He must've-." Jaina accused but the prophet stopped her.
"No, Jaina, this pregnancy was one of magical nature and the offspring that are harbored within Anduin's abdomen belong to a God." Prophet Velen explained, "This is a Devine Pregnancy."
"A Devine Pregnancy? There hasn't been one in over a thousand years and none of the bearers were male." Tyrande questioned, "How is this possible?"
"I do not know. But I do sense a power within Anduin, it is not foul in nature, so the offspring do not belong to any evil God." Velen explained, "Where was Prince Anduin before the meeting?"
"According to one of the servants, he was sleeping in the library with the sun's light over his body." Admiral Taylor answered.
"Do you think-?" Falstad began as he looked at the boy.
"Think about what?" Genn demanded.
"It could be possible that the child is an offspring of the Light," Falstad spoke as it angered the Worgen.
"The light would never-!"
"Think about it, though. Anduin was studying for a way to heal others from Fel Magic, he is the most devout of the light and has the purest heart. Who else would be a better bearer for a child of the light." The Dwarf explained.
"But Anduin is a boy! He's still young and should even be having children!" Jaina shouted as an argument was started, but then was stopped by King Varian with his sword coming down to get their attention!
"Silence. You will wake my son." Varian ordered in a cold and hush tone, wanting the prince to rest, especially since he was with child, "I don't care where the child came from. All that matters are my son and his child. I will do everything in my power to keep him safe and protected."
"We will tell him once he is awakened and fed." Velen sighed as the Alliance left the King to stay by his son's side and wait.
After a few hours, Anduin finally awoke as he felt the hand on his father over his.
"F-father?" Anduin spoke as his voice awoke his father.
"Anduin, thank the light, you're okay." Varian smiled as he hugged his only child.
Soon the other members of the Alliance arrived to check up on Anduin.
"I am thankful that you are not suffering… a life-threatening condition, my student." Velen spoke as he paused a bit.
"Condition? What is my condition?" Anduin wondered as he was feeling nervous.
Then the prophet told his student everything that had happen since he fainted and the new life growing in the prince's belly. It caused his eyes to widen in shock and slight fear as he touched his stomach.
"That would explain why I felt so different." Anduin nervously chuckled as his father touched his son's shoulder, causing Anduin to hug Varian, "Oh, father, what am I to do?"
"Everything is going to be okay, Anduin. I will do everything in my power to keep you safe. Even though it was not your desire to be put in this situation, it will be your choice if you wish to raise it. If you wish to keep the child, I will do everything I can to help you. If don't, then we'll wait until the birth and find a good family to raise it. It's whatever you want, Anduin." Varian assured as he clasped both hands of his son.
Though many wished to argue on rather or not Anduin should keep it, the point remained clear from the High King, it's whatever his son wants.
The prince felt lost.
He was too young to be thinking about kids and he wanted to see the world. Anduin wanted adventure and to help others. But… He also knows what it was like to be alone and he wouldn't mind having more family around. It would also be nice to be a father.
He knew his choice.
"I will keep my child." Anduin decided.
"Are you sure? This is a big responsibility." Jaina asked her nephew.
"I'm sure. I want to raise them." The prince decided as his father smiled.
"Very well, Son. But we must take you home. We need to keep you safe and healthy during your pregnancy." Varian informed as arrangements were made.
Deep down, the human king was excited to be a grandfather.