Agraelith unsheathed his sword and within a matter of seconds Carya had an arrow aimed at the stranger.  Agraelith spoke first, "Fools you may call them yet they would have been more foolish to listen to the banter of a traitor!"

            Medivh seemed to ignore the last remark, "What about you Carya, will you listen to what I have to say?"

            Carya's eyes narrowed.  It was plain that this man had a great degree of power; his transformation had told her that much and it did not surprise her that he knew her name.  "I know nothing of who you are, as you must know I am a child of the night.  Still…I am not quite sure that I would trust any man who takes the shape of the raven, for they are the symbol of evil."

            The man pushed the heavy hood of his cloak back and chuckled, "I thought that you as a Night Elf would know better.  The raven is the symbol of wisdom and that is what I have come to spread.  Do not listen to your human companion; his thoughts of me have been twisted like many others.  It is true that I was once touched with evil and helped to spread it…those days are long past and I regret how easily I succumbed to the dark side.  Now I am being punished for my deeds.  I am Medivh and have been sent to aid the races against the force that has come to destroy your lands."

            Cary was surprised as Agraelith took a step in front of her, placing himself between her and the sorcerer.  "You say that the death of the king could have been prevented, why did you not do something?"

            "I tried!  They threw me out saying that I was filled with nonsense, I tried to warn them but they refused to hear me out!  Will you make the same mistake?"

            Carya stood frozen staring past the knight at Medivh.  Finally, to the great surprise of Agraelith, she slid in front of him.  "I believe that you do what you do for your own reasons yet what you say is the truth.  Though I feel reluctance to trust you, I will hear what it is you have to say."

            "What?!" Agraelith spluttered, "Carya, don't listen to him!  He is an old fool who would say nothing that would interest us!"
            "Then why is it that you refuse to listen if that is so?" Carya asked him calmly.

            "…"

            "Alright, if you wish to speak then do so now prophet."

            Medivh sighed glad that there was at least one person in the world with some sense left.  "I have come to tell you some information that may concern you both greatly…" he paused to see if the knight had some remark, he was right.

            "Get on with it you old prophetic-"

            Carya cut him off sharply, "let him speak!"
            "I don't understand why you want to hear what it is he's got to say."

            "You told me the story of Arthas and he told us the story of his warning.  I believe both are true so perhaps we should listen."

            "I am glad that there is someone on this earth with intelligence…truly a pity your race is so secluded, though I can see why they are," he glanced at Agraelith, "Now then...may I continue?"

            With an irritated look on his face Agraelith nodded.

            "I have gone to both the humans and the orcs.  Neither seemed exactly receptive of my words so I speak them now to you.  The reason? The reason that I have chosen to speak with you is because you Carya, a Night Elf, chose to help this human.  Why did you do it?  Why did you save him when you have been told since you were a child that you were forbidden to ever make contact with a human.  I believe that you had an idea of the consequences that you would receive for your actions yet you still helped him.  You Agraelith, you a human who have grown up with the stories of the night children chose to receive her help and chose to stay with her.  You could have left her once you received the healing yet you did not.  Why did you do it?  Why did you help him and why did you stay?  You felt it.  I know it, I sense it.  You have felt something that compels you to want to be with each other…not love no, not yet at least.  It is something else…something deeper.  This is why I have come to you.  I beseech you both to listen to what I say now!  You two can change the outcome of the war that approaches.  A human and a Night Elf, the ties that exist between the two of you can change everything.  For thousands of years the Night Elves have never left the comfort of their haven and for thousands of years the friendships that once existed between humans and Night Elves were broken.  Now those ties can be rebuilt if you choose to do so.  Heed me I say and remember my words, let the bond be broken and the mighty griffin will fall…spread the bond between you and he shall rise above!"  With a swirl of his cloak the prophet was gone.  The large bird black as coals rose into the sky; it swooped down once more as if a gesture of farewell and was gone into the clear sky.

            Carya bent down to pick up a single black feather and tucked it safely in her pouch.  Agraelith watched her silently then turned back to the sky trying to spot the raven.  Medivh, traitor to the human race was now it appeared trying to redeem himself.  He agreed with what Carya had said that whatever the prophet was trying to do, he was doing it for his own purposes…whatever they were.  He jumped, dropping his sword as something pricked his leg.  Scooping up the frazzled kitten with one hand he sheathed his sword with the other.

            "If that's how you react when something startles you, I think I might want to do the protecting," Carya said with a smile.

            Agraelith brushed his golden hair out of his reddening face.  He could not imagine how his former General would have reacted had he seen something like that.  No doubt he would have been punished in some way…a flogging perhaps.  Mistakes such as that would cost you and possibly others their lives.  He was surprised at his own reaction, never before had he done such a thing.  Carya spoke again with gentle seriousness.

            "I am sorry…there are wounds that even the power of a Priestess can not heal."

            "I can't slip up like this…if something happens, like a surprise attack or something, then what?  I can't let it happen again."  I promised her mother I would protect her…I can't let her down.  I can't let Carya down.  I don't want anything to happen to her, I won't let anything happen to her, he thought.

            She noticed the frown growing on his handsome face and she decided to change the subject.  "What do you think of Medivh's words?" she knew it was not something he would like to discuss but they had to talk about it sooner or later.  Besides, anger was better then the look he wore now.  His reaction however was not how she thought it would be.  Instead he looked thoughtful.

            "I'm not sure…what he said about feeling a bond is true though…when I first saw you, I can't explain it, I just felt…I don't know…"

            "I know what you speak of.  I felt compelled to help you though I did not know why, still I do not fully know."

            "The part that I didn't understand was that last part, the part about a griffin and it rising or falling."

            "I do not know of what he spoke."  The part that had caught her attention the most was the part about love.  He had said that they did not love each other…yet.  She could not love, she could never love.  Could she?

            "Who knows, people like him can never simply come out and say what they mean."

            "I suppose it would be too easy for them to do that…what did he mean when he said that the ties we have can change everything?"

            "I'm not quite sure.  I really don't see how we can change anything.  What of the friendships between humans and Night Elves?"

            "I doubt that we could repair that either.  You saw how they reacted when I brought you there to be healed."

            None of what the old prophet had said made sense to them.  The only thing that either of them had understood was that there was a bond between them that they both felt.  Agraelith stretched himself out on the grass, "Well, at least we have time to relax," he said with a grin.  Carya lay down beside him.  Star scrambled onto her stomach and curled up into a purring ball of fur.  Far away Medivh smiled inwardly as he flew, for once things were going the way they should…if only it could last. 

~This is the quickest I've ever updated. I hope you liked this chapter!~