A/N: Please note that this is of course Fan Fiction, therefore the events described would be slightly deviated from the orginal telling.

And nope, I in fact do not own Warcraft or anything else I write about.

Chapter 19

"You made the right decision," a powerful male voice spoke.

Arlandria quickly jerked up from the desk and narrowed her eyes on the tall figure completely veiled in a single robe. Her hand went instinctively to the hilt of her dagger that hung from her waist. But did she did not draw the weapon, only kept her hand securely fastened to the blade's handle. She did not feel very threatened, and though she was half asleep when the voice spoke to her, he sounded eerily familiar.

"Who are you?" Arlandria asked.

"You know who I am," he responded.

Now Arlandria knew with full certainty that it was him. Though in all her wildest dreams she never would have believed it. Her heart began beating faster and faster.

"Take off your hood," Arlandria commanded.

The figure slowly lifted his hands and cast off his long beige hood. Arlandria's knees nearly buckled to be staring back into the face of her husband, Lor'themar Theron. Arlandria was shocked but not overjoyed at his return. She sat back down because she began to feel light-headed.

"Why did you come back?" Arlandria asked.

"The forces that decreed my exile and the exile of the Farstriders no longer exist. So we have returned to protect our people as we always have," Lor'themar said.

"Those forces still exist!" Arlandria said loudly. "Prince Sunstrider and many of the high commanders are here within this compound."

"We are well aware of that. We have been watching ever since our people have returned," said Lor'themar.

Arlandria remained quiet and did not look Lor'themar directly in his eyes.

"Am I to be greeted so coldly upon my return from my beautiful wife?" asked Lor'themar.

Still Arlandria did not respond, she looked away to the right, tears beginning to well up in her eyes.

"I did not think you would return," she began to sob.

Lor'themar rushed to her side and lifted Arlandria up by gripping onto her shoulders.

"I did what I must to protect you and our children. I told you I would return," he said, so close to her face and staring into her eyes.

"They're gone! Don't you realize that!" Arlandria said, fighting against his hold on her.

His grip on Arlandria's loosened and she broke away. Though he had been observing the community and his wife for days and still had not seen his children. Their loss was something he was not ready to accept.

"You should have never left us! Everyone knew the crusade against the Farstriders was nothing but lies," Arlandria said, fighting back tears and turning her back to him. "It is not safe for you to be here."

Lor'themar walked slowly forward and placed his hands on each side of his wife's slender neck. He leaned her back heavily against him and she offered no resistance.

"I did what I believed was best," Lor'themar said,

"You should have taken us with you," Arlandria whispered.

"I would have never dragged any of you into banishment," said Lor'themar.

"We would still be together. We would still be a family, if only you had listened," Arlandria whispered, drying her tears.

"Arlandria we do not have time for this now," Lor'themar said, turning his wife around to face him. "This time you must listen to me. Do not follow Kael'thas on his foolish expedition, persuade as many as you can to not follow him as well. His efforts to save us will be our downfall."

"How can you be so certain?" Arlandria asked.

"Kael'thas is not a king like his father. He is so eager to save face as a Sunstrider that he will be reckless and foolhardy. You witnessed that yourself when he spoke to you," finished Lor'themar.

A knock on the makeshift wooden door interrupted them as both heads turned to look.

"I must go," Lor'themar said, sparing a kiss on Arlandria's forehead.

He turned away quickly but Arlandria reached for his head and held on. Whoever was on the other side of the door knocked again, even more loudly.

"When will I see you again," Arlandria said, holding on tightly.

"When the time is right," Lor'themar said.

Letting go of his hand he quickly scaled the stone wall and escaped through the thatched roofing. Arlandria continued to stare up from where he escaped, drying her eyes. Then she moved quickly to open the door.

Swinging the door wide she saw a few of her Rangers standing before her. They bowed quickly upon seeing her. They were out of breath and many of their quivers were empty.

"Ranger-General Arlandria, please come with us quickly, we have a problem."

End of Chapter 19

A/N: Nobody expected the Spanish Inquisition! I mean the return of Lor'themar Theron.

Anyone not quite understanding should again read the top disclaimer and Author Notes.

And in case I never get around to it, the way I structured it was that the Farstriders and in particular Lor'themar were cited in a conspiracy against the Sunstrider house several years previous. Which led to their banishment and why you never heard about either of them or the father of Arlandria's children until now.

Any further questions I would be happy to clear up.

Until then, thanks for reading and R&R

PS: For those of you who have not been following my other Warcraft fic 'DeLovely's Unpleasantness' that fic links up with his one during the campain in Quel'thalas and fills in some blanks in each story because for the most part they are meant to be read and work alongside each other.