Sylvanas

Sylvanas rode across the country side the wind blowing her golden hair. She was happy. Today she was free of Arthas and finally going home to Quel'thalas. Several guards had been dispatched to make sure she made it home safely, not that she felt she needed them, they were only slowing her down. Still it was a good day, the sun was high in the sky shining it's light down upon them. She had been pleased to see Arthas loose Lordaeron although she had never thought they'd take it so far.

"My lady may we slow down a bit?" one of the guards asked her.

"Certainly not. We must keep moving we are nearly there. Beside we've taken far too long already" she said.

She didn't want to slow or stop, she just wanted to go home.

An hour later they were on the edge of Silvermoon city. Sylvanas felt such joy and excitement to see her home again. She increased her speed and ignored the protest of the guards behind her. She rode as fast as she could to farstrider square where she would find the Ranger General's office. It didn't take her long to reach the Ranger General's office. When she did she stepped down from her horse and hurried inside. The reception looked up as she entered.

"Can I help you?" she began before she realized who it was "My lady, it's good to see you back!"

Sylvanas nodded "Yes thank you is the Ranger General here?" she asked. 'What's her name again?' she thought as she tried to recall the answer.

"Yes, they are about to leave though. I'll tell him you're here and then I'll see when I can fit you in to see him" the receptionist said.

Sylvanas watched and waited as she got up and headed into the office. She didn't have to wait long. Lor'themar was there within about thirty seconds a huge smile on his face.

She smiled "Lor'themar it's good to see you. It's been so long"

"It has" he replied.

They hugged.

"I got divorced" Sylvanas told him "You were right"

"I'm sorry. I know you didn't want things to go like that" Lor'themar said

"No" she replied "But I'm glad to be rid of him. Arthas was a monster"

Lor'themar nodded "Listen I've got to lead the farstriders out on another mission but would you like to come with us?" he asked her.

"Of course I would" Sylvanas replied. Nothing would make her happier.

Arthas

Arthas sat on the deck of a ship bound for Northrend. He was still very angry. If anything he was even angrier than when he had actually lost his kingdom. Why he was going to Northrend he could not say but he felt it was a good idea. He would find several allies and then he would make Lordaeron itself pay of betraying him. At the moment the ship's captain walked over to him.

"Is everything satisfactory my lord?" the Captain asked him.

"No, everything is not satisfactory. My cabin is far too small, My bed to hard, I thought I asked for the Captain's cabin, The food is terrible, It's too cold and the ship's rocking is unbearable" Arthas told him.

"You do have the Captain's cabin" the Captain replied "The rest of the crew sleeps in far worse all the time"

Arthas stated at him trying to work out whether or not he was joking. Evenally he decided that he wasn't.

"You peasants truly are living in a terrible state of poverty then" Arthas told the Captain.

The Captain seem to decide it was best to leave Arthas to his sulking after that. Arthas ate his dinner alone in his quarters. It was a disgusting fish soup that Arthas would have normally had the cook's head of for it but it was all he had and he was starving. At that moment the ship rocked and Arthas spilt half his soup on himself. He swore very loudly when this happened.

'How dare they take my kingdom. How dare they condemn me to such a life. I will make them suffer for this' he silently vowed to himself.

Illidan

Illidan had travelled far but it was becoming clear to him that his plan of finding the demons and proving that he wasn't under their control would be harder than he thought. The main reason was that demons didn't just hang out on Azeroth waiting for the next burning legion invasion attempt. Therefore Illidan had come up with a plan that he suspected his brother would disapprove of. He would open a portal to wherever the demons were coming from and that would allow for either him to go through and fight them or them to come through and him to fight them. Illidan searched through items from the last burning legion invasion to get a sense of how to open a portal between their worlds. He knew it was possible as Azshara had done it.

After several hours of searching Illidan had almost given up. Nothing here would help him find what he was looking for.

'If only I had a way to contact them then he could easily find them' Illidan thought to himself.

As he thought this he remember how Azshara had done it. Throught the use of the well Sargeras had found them and Azeroth and used magic to make contact.

'I'm going to have to do something big to get their attention' Illidan realized.

He would come up with a plan to do that and then he would prove himself. He already could think of a way to do it but he had not idea how Malfurion and Tyrande would feel about it.

Malfurion

As Malfurion read through the many letters he'd revived he thought of his brother. He wondered where he was and how he was doing. He hoped his brother hadn't done something incredibly foolish but he was concern that the whole venture was foolish.

'I should never have let him go so easily. I should have told him it was foolish' he thought.

Tyrande was having the same doubt he knew even though he had only spoken to her briefly since Illidan had left.

'No good can come from delwing on regrets' he told himself and he decided to take a walk to clear his head.

There was a light breeze but other than that the day was warm. As Malfurion walked the sun seemed to shine down upon him. Malfurion smiled, it was a nice day and he might as well enjoy it. He reached the temple where the sisters of Elune spent much of their time. As he approached he saw Tyrande talking with a few others. A little butterfly circled their heads and Tyrande held out her hand. Malfurion watch her and the others smile and laugh as the butterfly landed on her outstretched palm. All he could think was that she looked very beautiful and that it was good to see her so happy. He tried to clear his head of such thought because he knew where such thoughts could lead him and he strongly doubted things between him and Illidan could ever be brotherly again if he followed such thoughts. At that moment Tyrande noticed him. She said something to the others and then smiled and ran over to him.

"Malfurion it's good to see you. What can I do for you?" she said her tone friendly.

"I was just thinking about Illidan and decide to take a walk" he replied.

She nodded "May I walk with you?" she asked him.

"Yes of course" he replied.

They discussed the foolishness of Illidan's plan in great length as they walked around the city. After they had said everything they could think of they moved on to the nice weather and then how the training of the druids was going for Malfurion and the training of the priestess for Tyrande. Malfurion realised how good it felt to just talk. They listened to each other and share their feelings. Malfurion was about to discuss the work he'd been doing before leaving for the walk when he realised that they must have been walking and talking for several hours.

"Forgive me Tyrande, I must return to my office I've got work to do" he told her.

"Of course. I'll walk you back to your office then" she replied.

It didn't take them long to reach his office. He'd expected that Tyrande would leave as soon as she reached his office but she didn't. Instead she accompanied him inside.
"Would you like something to drink? I think I've got something here" Malfurion said as he looked through the cupboards.

"Yes, please. Thank you Malfurion" Tyrande replied as she sat down in a chair.

Malfurion found the bottle he was looking for and two cups. He filled both cups and handed one to her. They both drank then Malfurion stood.

"Thank you Tyrande. I had a wonderful time today. It felt so good to just talk" he told her.

She smiled stood and came close to him "Thank you Malfurion I feel the same" she told him.

They slowly began to drift closer together until they lips touched. They kissed passionately, all thoughts of his brother and the work he was suppose to do forgotten.

Arthas

Arthas woke early, not that he had gotten much sleep anyway. The ship's rocking had kept him awake and woken him several times. Now that the light was beginning to show through the small window in his cabin Arthas decided that there was no point trying to return to sleep. He climbed out of bed and found the clothes he had decided to wear that day. It didn't take him long to dress. Within a few minutes he was walking out on the deck. Like every other day, the morning out on the sea was cold. Arthas wore and thick coat but it was still cold. He looked out over the side of the ship at the sun rising over the sea. The smell that filled his nostrils was the salty smell of the sea. Arthas hated that smell but in his time aboard the ship he had learnt that the sailors loved it and didn't think the world was right without it. He'd come to the conclusion that they were all mentally challenged to think such a thing.

The sound of yelling and fight drew his gaze. He turned to see two sailors fighting on the deck. He watched as they threw punches and kicks at one another. Already other sailors were pouring out on the deck to see what all the fighting was about.

Then they all began to chant "Fight, fight, fight" in delight as the two men punched each other.

'How very uncivilised these filthy peasants are' he thought as he watch them. A tap on the shoulder snapped out of his thoughts about the peasants. He turned to see the captain's daughter holding a tray of food.

"Breakfast m'lord" she said.

Arthas took the tray and looked at what she'd brought him. It appeared he would be having smoked fish again.

"Why more bloody fish?" he asked her "I'm sick of fish. I never wish to see another fish in my life!"

She looked down at the deck "I'm sorry m'lord but that's all we really have"

Arthas groaned "Fine I'll eat this crap for lack of something better but this ship should be providing me with better"

The girl nodded then hurried away. Arthas was being the suspect that since he'd never meet the cook in his time aboard the ship that it was her that made all those awful meals he'd had to endure.

Arthas sat down and ate as much of the horrible fish meal as he could endure and then threw the rest into the sea. He was angry and full of self pity at the moment. He couldn't understand how the world had been so cruel to him. Why he now had to live like a peasant because they had stolen his throne. He shivered in the chill of the cold day and looked up.

'I will have my revenge though. I'm not going to let them get away with this. I won't let them get what they want, me to die in the life of a mere peasant' he swore to himself.

As he looked over the edge of the ship in the direction they were heading he saw his destination in the distance, the coastline of Northrend. He could only hope that he would find something of use to his goal here. That this horrid trip north had not been for nothing.

'At least I'll probably get to eat something other that fish when I come on shore' Arthas thought. After the last few days of being on the ship that thought alone excited him.

Tyrande

The light flowed in through the window and Tyrande open her eyes. The morning had come at last but it met that she would now need to consider what she had done last night. She turned over in the bed and looked at Malfurion who lay beside her. Much to her relief he was still asleep. She slowly climbed out of the bed and picked up her clothes from the floor. She then dressed as fast as she could. She hoped to leave before Malfurion woke. She knew it was rude and could hurt his feelings but she didn't feel like explain that perhaps they'd made a mistake last night.

She finished dressing and then left. The day was bright and sunny. The warmth of the sun warmed her skin as she walked.

'I can't believe Malfurion betrayed Illidan like that. I can't believe I betrayed Illidan like that' she thought. Technically her and Illidan had broken up but she was still sure that he would be very angry to learn that she had slept with his brother. She had also told Illidan that if he succeeded in his mission then she'd give their relationship another go. For that reason alone she knew that she had betrayed Illidan, that was why it was so wrong. However the problem was for something that was so wrong it felt so right and she knew it was quite possible that it could happen again.

Tyrande sighed 'I guess that I'll just avoid Malfurion from now on' she thought.

Author notes: Sorry about any spelling errors, I usually spent more time check my work but I'm feeling at the moment that the rest of the story has taken me longer than I'd hoped and therefore I wanted to get this chapter up as soon as possible.