I had never felt so much emotion at one time. Nothing ever bad happened around here. I have heard stories of such things happening, but never thought anything like that could happen in my lifetime. Stormwind was destroyed, the king betrayed and murdered. Varian must be in so much pain. Speaking of Varian, he should be arriving soon.

"Fayran! Fayran," yelled one of the squires.

"Yes? I'm over here," I answered.

"Price Varian and the other Stormwind refugees have arrived."

I felt my stomach sink. I hadn't met Varian before, only heard of him. It would have been nicer to meet him on better conditions. However, I am roayalty, and therefor I will be mature about this.

I walked over to my window and looked out to notice a small group of people, led by the famed Lion of Azeroth, Lord Anduin Lothar. I noticed a kid about my age following him closely; I assumed that was Varian. I turned and walked out of room and I was starting down the stairs I noticed I was following Arthas who was on his way to the same thing. I grabbed his shoulder and asked him what he thought. He just gave me a terrible look and kept walking.

We met my uncle at the bottom of the stairs. He nodded and turned to walk towards the main gate. I heard a guard demand the gate be opened. In walked Lord Auduin, followed by Varian. My father met them and gave his condolences. It was short lived, for he was now worried about the safety of his own kingdom.

Uncle Terenes walked over to Arthas and I and said, "You boys take Varian, show him his room, and try to cheer him up. Remember, his father was just killed a week ago."

Arthas approached Varian and shook his hand. He introduced himself followed by my introduction. Varian bowed, and said, "I thank you greatly for your hospitality."

"It is my honor to have you here. Please, let me take you to your room," Arthas said in a moderate tone.

Arthas led and I followed along with Varian. We reached the spare room and Varian walked in and sat on the bed. "This will do, thank you," he said.

Arthas turned and left, but I thought it would be a good idea to stay and talk to Varian a little. We ended up having a really long discussion, and even though he was supposed to be a strong warrior, he ended up in tears.

Varian put his head down and began to mumble,"I... I just stood there. I stood there and watched Garona stab my father. There wasn't anything I could do. I felt so hopeless. I just fell to my knees and felt someone grab me. It scared me at first, until I noticed who it was. Auduin saved my life. I really don't know any other man like him. He is seriously the most amazing human to walk Azeroth." He paused and began shortly after, "Now the only thing I have to live for is rebuilding the city and getting revenge. An honorable revenge. A revenge for my father, and my father's people. I will be king, and the orcs will flee in terror.."

I don't blame him. I could feel his pain. If my dad died, I wouldn't know what to do. The way his discussed things made me think that eventually this would all turn into retrebution and vengeance.

Now that Varian was settled in and the refugees were accounted for, the next thing was to ensure the safety of our new found residents.