His Perfect Queen; an Arthas Menethil Love Story
Name: His Perfect Queen
Author: HollyEmpire00
Rating: T (may change to M as the story progresses)
Summary: As his army prepares for war, Arthas must fight his own battle. With his heart, a lady and his destiny. Arthas/OC, angst! Reviews wanted!
Warning: Rated T for language (not so much), blood, some gore, character death, and overall theme. Warcraft Themes~!
Disclaimer: I do not own World of Warcraft, Warcraft 3 Reign of Chaos or Warcraft 3 Frozen Throne (obviously~ If I did, I'd be like…supermegafoxyawesome rich!) . You think I'd be writing this if I did? No! Anyway, they belong to Blizzard Entertainment, the gods of MMORPG's. All of the things you don't know are mine, so characters, creatures, abilities, lands and places and buildings you don't know about are all mine~! =]
Thank you all so much for choosing to read this story, I really appreciate it. Reviews are welcome, flames are not (unless they're constructive), and I want feedback please!
HOLLY: 17/01/13: Alright…the time is finally here. I have three chapters other than this ready to post, but just so you don't get too excited I'm going to be posting them on fortnightly intervals. I am incredibly sorry for the delay on this; I will be writing more chapters and keeping ahead of myself from now on; Hope I can keep up to standard!
Thank you for all of your support. I just wanted to thank all of you who have stuck by me through this massive session of non-posting. And I would like to thank those who reviewed recently :)
PS; I would just like to dedicate this chapter to avp who is a forum friend of mine here of . He was the one who gave me the inspiration for this chapter here; and the ones that follow. Thank you avp~!
I would also like to thank the following people below for their contributions via reviews and favourites, etc. Thank you all!
Lemarteskun- Thank you for your review! I've always thought that too; that's why I'm writing this I guess XP
StormRaven333- Wow, thank you so much! It's good to hear that you think so highly of the story; this is just getting started; after my recent writing I think this is going to get a bit long. I'm so glad that you commented on their relationship! I was really thinking about keeping the 'master-student' relationship thing going, but I didn't want to make it too submissive. More kind of like working together. You'll see that in the next few chapters. Keep reading!
eternalenergy- Yay! A repeat reviewer! Thanks again :)
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One final shout out to Leyshla Gisel. I'm not sure which fic you favourited me for, but I'm glad I'm on your favourite authors list! Thanks!
And on with the chapter :)
HISPERFECTQUEEN
Chapter 4; His First Orders…
When Anub'arak first saw Arthas the next morning, he was not surprised to see him overlooking their makeshift city. Their king was standing on the balcony of their large, half completed fortress; just out of the throne room. Anub'arak's quarters were in the Black Citadel, until such time as their fortress was completed. But Arthas' chambers had been one of the first things to have been completed. In preparation for their king's quick return, of course.
Arthas looked back over his armoured shoulder at the Nerubian, his icy eyes looking through his helm. "Ah, Anub'arak. It is about time you arrived, I was thinking I may have to send out a search party for you."
The fallen ruler bowed low, his long legs creaking as he lowered his great body. "I apologise, my lord, for my tardiness. I was held up."
"Do not make excuses," The Lich King replied, turning his head back to proudly look out over the city his underlings had painstakingly created for his rule. The beginning of it, that is. "You can make it up to me with your actions. Now…what news can you tell me of our enemies?"
Anub'arak slowly lifted himself to stand once more, releasing the strain on his spidery limbs. His lord seemed to be so different from when he had left to ascend the glacier. Yes, the Nerubian understood that merging with the Lich King had changed him, however…
"Our enemies, my lord?" He asked with a slight chuckle to his tone. "Which ones do you speak of? We have many."
"All of them," The Lich King replied. "We must keep an eye on the enemies that we have, Anub'arak; I wish to know their movements at every turn. I do not wish to have another occurrence like last time." At the mention of 'last time' the Nerubian knew his lord was speaking of the battle of the Icecrown Glacier, when Illidan's forces had nearly succeeded in taking the Obelisk keys from them, preventing Arthas' ascension to the Frozen Throne.
Bowing his great head, the Nerubian's pincers clicked. "But of course, my King."
Anub'arak proceeded to tell his master of the happenings of the world; informing the Lich King of Illidan's retreat back to the Plaguelands. The Demon Hunter had not died after his duel with their king at the base of Icecrown; that was known. He was left alive by the skin of his teeth, and had scurried out of Northrend with his tail between his legs only due to the help of the elf, Kael'thas Sunstrider and the naga witch he had travelled with. The Nerubian sent constant patrols scouring the icy hills of Northrend, searching for any sign of them, or of another attack on their lands.
He spoke of Sylvanas Windrunner and her forces within the Plaguelands, the once rich lands of Lordaeron. The banshee had taken the ruins of the city for her own, and was raising her army within the walls. From what information Kel'Thuzad had sent them, they were calling themselves the 'Forsaken'. She had joined with Varimathras, and defeated both Detheroc and Garithos since he had left for Northrend, taking the city. Kel'Thuzad was holding the resistance of the Scourge within Azaroth, building his own fortress to match that of Sylvanas.
The Lich King informed the Nerubian that he was to make sure that he could get into contact with Kel'Thuzad soon, and Anub'arak was almost surprised at the concern that he seemed to have for his previous homeland, let alone the Lich necromancer. He did not voice it, however. He was not quite that deranged.
He also informed him that Sylvanas had begun to target the lands of Durotar and Theramore in Kalimdor.
"Durotar?" The Lich King asked, "Theramore?" He asked again incredulously, looking back over his shoulder, his eyes a sharp, unnatural blue. "What are these places? I have never heard of these!"
"They have only recently been build, my liege," The Nerubian rumbled, his pincers clicking. "The Alliance between the orcs, dark elves and the humans still exists; and they have been inhabiting the lands of Kalimdor since the battle of…the mountain that you mentioned while we were traversing Azjol-Nerub." The name of his homeland rolled off of his tongue as he mentioned the time when his lord and he had hurried towards the Icecrown Glacier, traversing the ancient corridors of the underground kingdom.
"Ah, you mean the battle of Mount Hyjal," Arthas intoned, turning back to look out over the makeshift city.
"Yes, my king," The Nerubian replied, inclining his head once more in thanks for his king's assistance. "Currently, both of these lands are being attacked by Sylvanas, who seems to have taken control of the remaining human rebels in the Plaguelands. This includes the faction lead by Admiral…Daelin Proudmoore, I believe it was."
Arthas gave a slight shift, rolling his tongue over his teeth, thinking on this new information. "Daelin Proudmoore, you say…" He murmured, his eyes narrowing beneath the great helm of the Lich King. It had been long since he had heard that name; not since he had been mortal, untouched by the words of Ner'zhul. Back when he was a blinded fool to the ways of the world. The Admiral was Jaina's father, and a proud man; as was his name, of course. If he recalled, he was once the ruler of the lands of Kul Tiras, and had served his father in war many times. "Hmm…this will not bode well for us should Sylvanas overtake the forces of Kalimdor…"
'Jaina is strong…but she is not so strong as to remain unaffected by her father fighting against her,' Arthas mused, reaching out a gauntleted hand to wrap firmly around the stone doorframe.
'Perhaps…we should begin to move against Sylvanas a little earlier than planned,' Ner'zhul replied, his shadowy, melodious voice echoing through their mind. Arthas stood up straighter, his fell ice eyes looking out over the city. While the Lich King's words were tempting, there was much that needed to be done before he attempted to crush Sylvanas for all she had done.
'No…' Arthas murmured in reply, lacing his fingers together behind his back. 'I believe that we should continue with the planned time of attack; we should continue to leave Sylvanas' forces to Kel'Thuzad. He is in the prime position for resistance against them, even without the help of the banshee spirits. Any of her mortal forces who may fall he can and will resurrect to join our resistance, now that our power is strengthened once more.'
Ner'zhul seemed pleased by this, and a wave of approval spread over their shared mindscape. 'Yes…I believe that you have chosen your course of action well, young one,' Ner'zhul replied, 'now…you must speak to Anub'arak of the matter at hand.' Arthas agreed with his other half, and turned his form half way to stare into the Nerubian's eyes.
Anub'arak did not straighten under his lord's frigid gaze, instead stood tall as he had before, keeping his own gaze on the young king's. While he was a creature of an entirely different kind now that he had merged with the Lich King, the Nerubian could not help the thought that Arthas himself was still a child…
His thoughts were interrupted by his lord's words. "Anub'arak; I would like you to continue with the observations of the happenings in both Kalimdor and the…Plaguelands." Arthas began, his eyes glowing as he mentioned the given name of the lands that were once his home. "I would like you to keep an eye on the forces that the people of…Theramore and Durotar encounter. Also, gather any information that you can on Illidan's movements; I want him found as soon as possible. Also, inform Kel'Thuzad that he is to redouble his efforts in defence against Sylvanas, and that he is to 'recruit' as many for the resistance as possible. I will personally send some drakes to aid him in defence."
Anub'arak inclined his great head once more, humming in his compliance. "At once, my lord," he intoned, his tone low and tinged with slight excitement at the notion. "It shall be done."
The Lich King blinked very slowly, before he turned and moved towards the large table to the side of the room. He placed his hands on the gigantic, slightly tattered map that covered it's surface, looking over it with intelligent eyes. While it was somewhat damaged on one side, it was of no consequence. This map was the most accurate of any in any land; after all, Anub'arak had commissioned one of the highly ranked wraith's they had recruited from the depths of the ruins in Northrend to spread her magic over the land and derive a most precise representation of the lands. "There is…one more thing I wish to discuss with you, Anub'arak."
"Anything, my liege," the Nerubian replied, looking up from his bowed position.
"I would like you to ready a large troupe of the best soldiers we have to offer, including wraith's and some of your own troops; along with acolytes to spare." The king began. "Large enough for at least the conquering of a small nation."
The Nerubian blinked in surprise, raising his body up to its full height. This was a rathe unexpected notion. "If I may…be so bold, your highness," the great spider began, "may I ask what this will be for? You have given me your wishes for…all enemies in each land I can think for our interest."
Arthas did not shift his gaze from the parchment on the table, and curled his gauntlet over a spot on the upper left side of the map, his eyes narrowing from behind the helm. He did not acknowledge the question, instead his voice grew harsher. "Get me these troops, Anub'arak," He said in a low tone. "I need acolytes of all ranks, including a few shades. Ordinary forces in a moderate amount; however I will require more gargoyles than usual. I would like you to…supply me with your own forces, including webspinners," He took a deep breath, only then choosing to look back. "I myself shall pursue the forces from the drakes and dragonlings that serve Sapphiron,"
Anub'arak dared not argue, instead lowered his great head, lower than before. Slowly, but in a strong tone that showed his understanding, he replied, "Yes, my liege; as you command."
"And finally," the Lich King intoned, turning back towards the map. "Bring me those of Kel'Thuzad's higher ranking generals; those from the ranks of the Lich that he supplied us with while I was away. I wish to meet with them."
"I shall send for them right away," Anub'arak replied, breathing in deeply. He raised his head and saw his lord's expression. It was seemingly blank to the mind's eye, but to the Nerubian, he saw what he understood to be a look of hunger. His lord was after something; and to his understanding, his lord was ruthless when pursuing what he wanted. "Your will shall be done."
"Yes," the Lich King, lord of the Scourge replied, his lips turning up into a smirk. "Yes, it shall."
HISPERFECTQUEEN
17/01/13
HOLLY: Please read and review! You know how much I love it! It keeps me going through my usually long strings of writers block! And you KNOW how long those last!
So! The more you review, the more I write. Everyone knows that. It's common fact. I've recently started my last year in mandatory schooling; and my life is getting a hell of a lot busier. Which means I'm going to be delving myself more into my writing as the year goes on. So…bring as many people as you can on board for this story! Please, read, review and recommend! The more reviews my stories get, the more I write!
Hint; next chapter you get some new characters that aren't necessarily new! They are featured in Warcraft 3; if you've actually played it, you may-possibly-sorta-kinda recognize the names as the pain in the ass things you had to beat down like ten times…at least I did.
Oh, and one last thing; while my updates will be in fortnights; this is on the condition that I get at least TEN reviews each new chapter. This number may…grow, hopefully as time goes on :) I need interest! It fuels my imagination!
Thanks again!
EDITED 29/02/13- added better page breaks!