I think that I'll have to start every single update/snippet with an apology for being late. MONTHS AND MONTHS LATE, I TELLS YA! Umm…I'm not going crazy. At least, I hope I'm not. I'm just a little frustrated. Especially because you guys have to wait through months before I update less than a page worth of a story! Real sorry guys! But again, I'll be sure finish. Absolutely sure. Hmmph. At this rate, I think that I'll finally finish in a year. But I was kinda of hoping for a finish in, at the most, half a year. But anyways, no more about my plans or anything, I owe you reviewers out there a lot for helping me up and keeping me going! Without you guys, I probably would've just given up, put writing in the little abandonment drawer and save my words for bad essays. So in other words, keep on reviewing or else I'll think that nobody's reading this and so I'll stop. It's not a threat. It's an honest fact! Really! I'm, uh, gonna start this off now before you guys start to think that I'm losing my mind. Because I'm not. Really. Read. Now. And don't forget to review! (I wasn't yelling. It was a reminder. A nice little reminder) Also, "thank you" s go to…um…I'm too lazy to list. But you know who you are!

And as a note: I really tried to make this longer…but I don't think that it worked. So I'm really sorry for that!

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Kytalia saw that a short distance away was Sylvos. Of course she was always happy to see him but not her.

"Firebrand, you look tired. Would you like a lift?"

A giggle. "That's really sweet of you, Sylvos! But I'll walk beside you. I don't want to be such a burden on you."

A kiss on the forehead. "It'd really be alright. You're not that heavy. Besides, we've been marching for two days straight now. We'll stop in a few more hours anyways, as soon as evening hits." He held her close. A kiss on the lips. "I'm only trying to take care of you, angel."

A smile and a hug. "I love you too, Sylvos."

She glared at them as she let out a quiet snarl. It was almost so silent that it barely seeped out of her mouth. Somebody else managed to pick it up though.

"What are you thinking?" a voice whispered with an intimidating tone.

She looked around quickly. The closest person beside her was Ryarros, the priest. But as she turned to the side, he had left.

"Who-who are you?" she whispered.

"You know who I am."

"A-are you the…the Lich King?"

The voice burst out into a fit of laughter. Not a fit of maniacal laughter; just pure chuckling. He stopped to take a few breaths and erupted into another fit of amusement. "I can't believe you fell for that!" he exclaimed.

It was only Darksorrow. He had been running in circles around her, playing another practical joke of his.

Kytalia let out a sigh of frustration. Another growl came out of her mouth. It was much louder than her previous one. A spark came from her fingertips and in less than a second, a small fireball flew at the demon hunter's face.

"Hey! Whoa, now!" he exclaimed as he blocked it with his blade. The flame dissipated quickly. "Can't take a joke?"

She crossed her arms across her chest and sneered. "Does it look like it?"

He walked away from her. "Alright, alright, I'm going! At least try to take it easy during this trip or something. Don't want to get killed do you?"

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The sun had almost set as the large force made a temporary encampment. They set up their tents based on their groupings by colour. A few groups split off to gather food and firewood.

Kael put a hand on Jaina's shoulder. "Hey, Jaina. All this journeying for days on end aren't lifting our spirits very much."

Jaina smiled at him. "Maybe a story then?

"Well," he replied as he pointed at her. "I know somebody who's very good at telling stories."

She chuckled. "Well then, why don't you go gather people up here? We'll start when everybody's all here."

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The sun had set and only the brightest stars could be seen twinkling in the sky. Many people had gathered around the large bonfire with their meal to listen to Jaina's story. However, a few others retired for the night.

The sorceress cleared her throat and took a sip of warm water from her cup. "This is an old fairy tale that my father used to tell me when I was a child." she began. "It's called Rumplestiltskin, and I'm sure that some of you have heard it before."

"I've never heard of this story before…Have you, Firebrand?" Sylvos asked her.

"I haven't heard of it either, Sylvos. Must be a human fable." she replied.

Maiev stayed to listen as well. She also stayed to keep a close watch on Kytalia, so that she wouldn't wander off and cause trouble. Suddenly, she heard a voice in her mind.

Maiev…I think that this story will sound extremely familiar to you…

The warden quickly scanned the area around her. Nobody suspicious...

"Kytalia, did you hear anything?" she demanded.

"Oh, a voice?" Kytalia responded. "It's probably just Darksorrow. He's just up to no good, as usual."

She shook her head. "No, no…it's not him…Just—never mind." Damn it, I hope it's not who I think it is…