She was still looking at me when I woke up, she really made me feel safe by doing that.
"Good morning, Angel, how are you feeling now?" I asked her as soon as I had my wits about me.
"I am alright now, thanks to you," she responded, resting her head on my still bare chest.
I moved down so that our foreheads pressed together, inhaling the otherwordly scent she had about her that I absolutely adored and craved for.
"How long do you want to stay in bed here Aelana?"
"With you? Forever. It's a shame I can't, though."
"Hey, you are the one who always needs to eat and stuff, don't look at me, I can stay here all day."
I was relieved she felt a bit more optimistic now. I hoped I would never have to see that other side of her again, she had been through enough, and yet, something else was after her, or so she said. It made me wonder what it could be. A bit of logical thinking and some creativity brought me to believe the past few incidents may have been connected. General Untarael getting ambushed by some kind of scourge follower, if we can conclude that from the type of poison used in the attack. Then the fact that the person who lured him in the trap was in possession of a copy of Sylvanas's seal. And now Angel was apparently being haunted by something. It led me to believe that there was some sort of intelligent scourge followers at work here.
"You still there sleepyhead?" she broke my train of thoughts.
"Oh, I am so sorry, I was just thinking about something."
"About what I told you?"
"Yes, I don't believe you are imagining things, I want to know what is going on. Anyways, you got me hungry now, talking about food, let's get some."
I picked up my bra from beside the bed and put it on. After that, a quick sniff confirmed that my robes would need washing, I hadn't even worried about that too much, but the smell it had right now made me wish I had. I cannot imagine how I smelled myself. With luck we would get this done by tomorrow evening, and I would be able to go home and fix these hygiene issues.
"Say, Angel?"
"Hmm?"
"Would you think it's a good idea to go to Zul'Aman as soon as our allies are here and take the fight to them?
"Why would you do that?" she questioned me.
"Because I am so done with the scourge. I want to get this finished as quickly as possible. It would also give us an opportunity to create a chokepoint, as Zul'Aman only has one exit, we need to use that to our advantage. We would be in serious trouble if they surround us here."
I had fully dressed now and prepared to move to the small dining hall in the inn. I decided to take my staff with me as I had already decided to go to Zul'Aman as soon as we possibly could.
"You have a serious point there, we should do that, it's a great idea. Do you think our reinforcements from Undercity will be in time though? I mean, we don't exactly know when will they arrive, but they will have to travel extra."
"We should inform the guards here to send the soldiers to us if they come here. Or better yet, send a few of them to the south so they can tell them to travel directly to the troll capital after reaching the Thalassian pass."
"Aelana, you're a genius, let's tell them immediately. The paladins from Light's Hope shouldn't be too far away."
We decided she would inform the guards while I would get something to eat before all the good stuff was gone again. As far as I knew we would get extra supplies from Silvermoon in the afternoon, at least that's what the innkeeper told me. Word had reached Silverrmoon of an impeding scourge attack and of the reinforcements already on their way so they were preparing to send extra supplies according to that morning's courier.
The honey bread that he delivered was delicious, but I was not focused on eating at all, my mind wandered off to what I was thinking before.
If they were in the possession of one of Sylvanas's seals it must mean they got help from one of her servants. The fact that the man who lured him to the sewers was a male Sin'dorei made it quite easy to come to that conclusion, I just don't see why he would be able to get such a valuable object, as far as I know Sylvanas hardly, if not never, allowed non forsaken into her higher ranking personnel.
Which led me to question whether he really was a blood elf at all, maybe he was some forsaken disguised, or even worse, something disguised as forsaken who then disguised himself as a blood elf. The thought seemed far off, but I knew better. The scourge had some extremely crafty members who should not be taken lightly, I could not exclude this scenario. If my intuition was right, and I hoped it wasn't, and this was connected to the entity interfering with Angel's mind and if this concerned only one person, we would be in a world of trouble. A master of disguises could be problematic for our plans.
A thought struck me, 'Angel'. She knew scourge magics, I believe she told me she could sense their magics. If she could feel the aura of scourge emanating from a person, we could see through their disguise. I suddenly cursed myself as I realised what was going on here. I was right, and it chilled me to the bone. Angel was the target of this being, she needed to be dealt with so he could infiltrate us. That's why she almost killed herself. I shivered in fear, we had the real deal here, a high ranking scourge member. I finished my bread and ran outside.
"Angel?" I yelled out.
"You finally finished Aelana?" she chuckled.
"This is no time for games, sweetie, I figured out what's going on here, and we need to go south now!"
"What's going on then?" she looked at me.
"I will explain while we go there," I jumped on her, so that she could carry me while flying, "Fly us towards the Thalassian pass, NOW!"
