Author notes: I know it doesn't follow the lore at all but I needed to do it this way for the story to work. I've take something from the lore and twisted them to fit this story and other lore things that don't really fit this story have been ignored. I know this chapter is very long, sorry about that but it's as long as it needs to be.

Five months later

Sylvanas

If the last few months had taught her anything it was that Arthas was a selfish, spoiled brat. She could no longer stand him. She regretted marrying him and Sylvanas Windrunner rarely regretted anything. She didn't regret any harsh words she'd ever said to anybody or actions she'd taken over her many years expect this one. She certainly didn't regret her actions in the last few month since marrying Arthas such as the first time she'd poured a potion in Arthas's drink that had made him vomit for a week, nor did she regret throwing a clock at him last week or the time she'd ruined his favorite blue cloak by throwing red dye in with it well it was in the washing bucket. Things between them had become like a war were no swords had physically been drawn. Sylvanas ruined this cloak, he broke her bow. She made him sick with a potion, he locked her out of the castle for several hours. She threw a clock at him, he threw a flaming candle back. It was hard to tell who had started it. The problems in their marriage however she knew had began the night he told her he'd killed his father, which just so happened that had also been the night they had got married. Arthas had told her that he'd killed his father for her but it didn't take her long to realise that it wasn't true. He'd killed his father for himself, for greed because he wanted to be King. The only person Arthas cared about was Arthas.

Sylvanas raised her bow and fired at a target. She was in the practices yard. She found shooting a target helped, it certainly stopped her from shooting Arthas. She picked up another arrow and while imaging Arthas's face on the target she fired again. As she turned to pick up another arrow she saw Lady Jaina Proudmoore watching her. Arthas said he'd invited his former love to Lordaeron to discuss political matters but Sylvanas knew that was another lie, all he was interested in as far as Jaina was concerned was working out how to get her into his bed. Sylvanas didn't really mind however if Jaina wanted him she was welcome to him.

"How can I help you Lady Proudmoore?" she asked politely.

"I'm fine thank you Queen Sylvanas. I just wanted to watch. You're an amazing archer" Jaina said.

Sylvanas nodded "Well if you're looking for your host King Arthas you'll probably find him bedding some farm girl or making out with his horse".

Jaina looked shocked "The cook told me you to were having trouble in you marriage" she said.

Sylvanas laughed. Her and Arthas now ate meals in different rooms as suggested by the cook a few weeks back after they had thrown food at each other for about the tenth time. "That would be putting it mildly" she told Jaina "Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to ride my horse outside the city. It's a lovely day and I'd hate to waste it" and with that she walked off leaving Jania there. She knew it wasn't polite or what a good Queen would do but right now she didn't care.

She reached the stables and climbed on her horse. As she rode out of the stables and almost rode into Arthas as he rode his beloved horse back in. She quickly turned away from him and rode as fast as she could for the drawbridge, to leave the city. Arthas loved that horse, it only took her a week after they were married for her to wonder whether he loved the horse more than her and another week to be sure of it. Once she was outside the city she smiled and took in the beauty of the day. She was happy to be outside the palace and away from Arthas.

Tyrande

Tyrande sat by the window gazing out over the city trying to work out what was bothering her. She knew the answer to her problem but how to work through it was the problem. Her relationship with Illidan was what she thought of now. For the last couple of thousand years they had been an on again off again couple. Now however she felt she wanted off again. She cared for Illidan but recently he had began to annoy her. He was reckless and proud but this also meant he had a bit of an ego. He was also continuing his studies into arcane magic and his drive for power bothered her. He was a gifted sorcerer but he seemed to be starting along a dark path an Tyrande didn't like it. At that moment the door opened and Illidan walked in. Tyrande smiled at him and hoped her concerns about him and them would pass and she'd feel silly for ever feeling like that.

"How was your day?" she asked him.

"I was training my arcane magic with some others today" Illidan told her happily.

'Giving others his bad habits great' Tyrande through "Illidan you know you are not suppose to be using arcane magic!" said told him.

"But it will make me more powerful and it's what I'm good at" he replied.

Tyrande sighed "Illidan what would your brother say?" she asked him.

"Who cares?" replied Illidan "I would make a far better leader of our people than him"

Tyrande was shocked that he would say that although it really wasn't that surprising from Illidan.

"Illidan! Why would you say that?" she asked her voice starting to show her annoyance.

"What it's true" Illidan replied.

Tyrande raised her palm to her forehead and sighed again. She was really losing her patience with him.

"Illidan people think the demons still have a hold on you not because you helped Azshara and the demons originally all those years ago but because you still use arcane magic and you're still looking for more power" she said somehow still managing not to yell.

"I don't care what they think" Illidan snapped back "and could you stop being so whiny about this?"

That was were she loss all control over her frustration with him.

"YOU THINK I'M WHINY!" she shouted.

Illidan shrugged "At the moment yes" he replied.

Tyrande just about screamed at him. Instead she stood up headed for the door.

"I can't stand to be around you right now. I going to take a walk" she said and then she left.

She was glad Illidan didn't decide to protest or ask more about her walk else she may have said something she'd regret later. She still loved Illidan, she thought and she still wanted to be with him but she was so annoyed with him at the moment. She walked across a bridge and looked down into the water.

"Tyrande?" Malfurion's voice made her look up.

She smiled "It's good to see you Malfurion" she said her heart fluttering.

'Damn it Tyrande, why do you always do this?' she thought although she knew the answer to her question.

He smiled back "It's good to see you to. It's a lovely day don't you think?"

She nodded "Yes it is".

"So what are you doing wandering around here?" he asked her.

"I had an argument with Illidan and I needed sometime to think" said replied

Malfurion nodded "My brother can be difficult sometimes, I hope things work out between you"

"Thank you Malfurion" said she to him.

"Well good day to you Tyrande. I must return to work, it can be difficult to lead a race by yourself and you can quickly get behind with work" he said.

He kissed her hand then turned and walked away. Tyrande watched him go. She had often wished Illidan could be more like his brother. Malfurion was strong and wise. Unlike his brother he had patience. However Tyrande knew there was a problem with her trying to fix things with Illidan. This problem unlike many of the other problem in her relationship was not caused by Illidan but by her feelings. She knew as much as she may tried sometimes to deny it, she was falling in love with Malfurion. It had been happening for awhile. She also knew that the danger of her feelings was that not only could it destroy her relationship with Illidan but it could also ruin things between the two brothers.

Arthas

Arthas sat on his throne and listened to one of the common folk talk about the problem of thief within his business.

'This peasant sure does go on' Arthas thought 'And he acts as if I should care about his problem. Why should I? I'm the King' "Well if you can identify any of the men involved the authorities can help you, I'll write them a letter for you to take explaining your situation and I'm sure they will be very helpful. If you can't identify any of them I'm sure they would be happy to help catch them" Arthas said with a very false smile.

The man nodded and smiled as Arthas wrote a hurried note to the head of the police which simply said 'please help this peasant by catching the thieves that are bothering him so I don't have to deal with him or listen to his annoying voice any longer because he's bothering me now' then he signed his name, sealed the letter and passed it to the annoying peasant.

He turned to his guards and said "I've done enough for today tell the rest of the people who want to annoy me with their pleas to come back tomorrow unless the Queen wishes to take over this annoyance".

The guard nodded and went to follow through on his orders. Arthas smiled and sat back in his chair. He was enjoying being King except for the annoying peasants and his bitch of a Queen.

"King Arthas" called one of his advisors.

Arthas groaned and looked up, it was the one he liked to call the useless fat one.

"What is it now?" he asked 'Why is there always another problem they come whining to me for?' he wondered.

"Sorry to interrupt, my King but King Varian Wrynn will be arriving tomorrow and will bring his son Prince Anduin and fifty knights with him" the useless fat one said.

Arthas nodded "Find them rooms in the palace and tell my wife about our soon to be guests".

"Yes my King but don't you want to speak to the Queen yourself?" the useless fat one asked.

"No, I hate her. She's a bitch. You tell her" he replied.

That seemed to shock the useless fat one for some reason "Yes my King. When will the next person be in to speak with you? I hope I haven't made them wait too long"

'You've made me wait too long' Arthas thought "Oh I told the annoying peasants to go home I've seen enough of them for one day" he said.

Again the useless fat one looked shocked "But you've only seen five people today and yesterday you only saw two. My King there are about a hundred people who currently wish to see you. You must see more you are the King" he said.

'How dare he talk to me in such a way. Maybe I should get rid of this one like I did my father' he thought "Yes I know but I've had enough of them and it's time for lunch" he said then he stepped down from the throne where he'd killed his fool of a father. In truth it wasn't lunchtime for another hour but he could probably have the kitchen staff find him something to eat and he was sure the useless fat one would understand him stopping work for food.

On his way into the kitchen he ran into another stupid advisor. This one he called the ugly bald one.

"My King may I speak to you?" the ugly bald one asked.

'You are speaking to me now. What do you wish to bother me with? Why is there always more work to do?' he thought "What do you want?" he asked.

"You need to work on your marriage my King. The people are inspired more by a King that is happily married with a good Queen. Plus eventually you'll need an heir" the ugly bald one said.

Arthas started to laugh. It was really funny the way this stupid man's mind worked. It was really funny that he thought things could be changed, that things could be fixed. It was funny thinking about how Sylvanas would react if she'd heard what he'd just said. Arthas laughed and laughed. He couldn't stop.

"My King, are you alright?" the ugly bold one asked.

Arthas looked at him and continued to laugh "Your saying I should fix my completely ruined and unsalvageable marriage to continue my blood line?"

"Yes" the ugly bald one said looking confused.

Arthas laughed harder 'he's such an idiot maybe I should call him the stupid ugly bald one' he thought "I don't think Sylvanas would be happy at all if you told her that. She'd probably shoot you. I at least can see the funny side. Now get out of my site!" Arthas said and then he laughed some more.

Despite all that he and Sylvanas had done to each other in the relatively short marriage, it have never come to blood between them. However Arthas doubted that swords and arrows would stay out of it if he told her that he was advised that she should have his child.

Arthas found his way to the kitchen and began to ask about a snack. While he was there he noticed a pretty kitchen maid with long red hair. She was pretty he decided not beautiful like Sylvanas and Jaina but she'd do.

"Hey. What your name" he said to her with a smile.

"Hello King Arthas, I'm Bria" she said and smiled back.

"Would you like to join me up in my room for wine and perhaps you can get to know your King a bit better?" he asked her.

The other kitchen staff looked horrified.

"What about your wife?" she asked.

Arthas shrugged "She doesn't care trust me".

Bria thought for a moment "Okay then".

Arthas grinned "This way my lady".

Arthas woke early the next morning next to the kitchen maid whose name he had forgotten already. She wasn't very memorable and he'd probably forget her completely by the end of the week. He called out to his servants and they came to dress him. Once he was satisfied with the way he looked he headed downstairs to prepare for Varian's arrival but not before ordering his servant to inform the kitchen girl that he'd had a lovely time last night but very important business had pulled him away. He reached the entrance to the palace and found Sylvanas and some of his high ranking Marshals already waiting. Jaina was there to. Sylvanas was looking so beautiful with her little crown on her golden blond hair and in the beautiful blue dress that Arthas almost forgot how much he disliked her. Jaina was also looking very beautiful as well dressed in purple. Arthas was about to go flirt with Jaina but at that moment several horses pulled up in front of the palace and he watched as his best friend jumped down from his horse.

He smiled "Varian it's so good to see you".