AN: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING OF WORLD OF WARCRAFT! IT BELONGS TO BLIZZARD!
AN: I have been watching too many sappy movies lately... hehe. This is suppose to be a touching chapter, hopefully.
**Eastern Kingdoms: Quel'Thalas- Silvermoon City**
Third Person P.O.V.
Creed held tightly to Wynrion as Rulkan was as they walked slowly to the entrance of Silvermoon. The two standing guards saw the two Horde members then the Human, but they had seen this human so many times a year ago.
"Ambassador Creed?" Creed looked up at the guard in surprise... they still remembered her.
"I am not a Ambassador anymore. But yes it is me." Creed said with a little hesitation.
"I understand that I may not be an Ambassador anymore, but I really need to be permitted through. I promised a little girl and her mother to bring him home." Creed begged the reluctant guards as she tried to balance herself with the slightly delirious Blood Elf on her arm.
"You can have my weapons, anything... just please let me through. I never planned to start any war fare." The chill of Quel'Thalas's seasonal fall made Creed shiver a little as the guards stared down at her with guarded eyes... now she feared they would not let her through.
"Please!" Rulkan now asked.
"Let us through, you are to guard against threats to the city... she is not a threat." The rough Thalassian of Wynrion made way to the guards. The went back to their posts and Rulkan and Creed wobbled Wynrion through the city's path.
A sweat drop fell down the back of Creed's neck... she felt beyond nervous. Everything her eyes saw was even more beautiful than the last time she saw them a year ago.
"What if they do not remember me?" Creed gazed at Wynrion. She pulled her helm down and gently smiled at him.
"They will, I promise."
"Rulkan, Watch him. I need to rush to the Royal Exchange quickly." Creed let Rulkan hold onto Wynrion as she sprinted towards where Ana'day was during her mother's job hours. Walking into the large room where a group of Blood Elf children were being taught the history of their home, Creed coughed.
"What is the meaning of this?" The annoyed Blood Elf female looked over to Creed, she gasped a little.
"Creed!" Ana'day happily cried as she rushed to Creed in a hug. Creed bent to the girl's level and smiled into her hug.
"Hello again, Ana'day. I have brought you something special." Creed took the little Blood Elf's hand nodding at the teacher who huffed lightly but nodded.
"Really?! Is it another scorchling? I'm thinking of becoming a Fire Mage, like Grand Magister Rommath!" The excited nine year old exclaimed to Creed who winced at Rommath's name.
"I am afraid not, but I may have brought you something better. But do you remember that promise I made you a year ago?" Large green eyes looked up at Creed curiously.
"Um... yes. You promised me that you would make my momma happy again..." Creed smiled down at the little girl as they entered the Court of the Sun.
"That I did. I also promised you that I would full fill your greatest wish, do remember that?" Ana'day nodded furiously, but a small frown was on her lips and tears gathered in her eyes.
"I wished for daddy to come back home." Creed squeezed the little girl's hand. She bent down and gently grabbed the girl's shoulders, looking her in the eyes.
"Look behind you, Ana'day."
Confusion came over Ana'day's features, but she turned nonetheless. Her own eyes widened at one armed Blood Elf in the distance with a tall Orc woman supporting him. Tears fell down her face as she looked back at Creed in disbelife.
Creed nodded and gently pushed the girl forward.
"Papa... DADDY!" Ana'day screamed running to the Blood Elf. Wynrion looked back over him and saw his daughter running with tears in her eyes.
"Ana'day!" He rushed out of Rulkan's grip and limped to his daughter. The two ash blondes clashed. Wynrion knelt to the ground holding his daughter tightly to his chest as she cried happily at his return.
"You're back daddy! You're back." Ana'day grabbed her father's long ashen hair and buried her face in it. Wynrion ignored the tears staining his armor and hair and held her tightly. He looked to Creed in gratitude.
Creed walked up slowly behind the father and child.
"Now how about we tell your wife?" Creed asked. Wynrion nodded, standing up with Rulkan's help.
Creed grabbed Ana'day's hand as they walked to the Healer's ward, but they were stopped by the little girl.
"Momma is in Sunfury Spire healing the Regent-General, she said he was being a... um what does nitwit mean?" Creed smirked a little and tried not to laugh... yup, Halduron hasn't changed.
"I'll get her!" Before Creed could stop the little girl, she ran up the steps to the throne room screaming her momma's name.
"Regent General, you must learn to be careful... next time a simple bruising is not all you will receive when taunting a Warlock," Sanguil rolled her eyes at the shrugging Regent-General.
"You would have thought, Halduron, after all this time of messing with spell casters you would have eventually learned," Lor'themar commented dryly on his bruised and battered friend.
"Ah, but my friend it is still humorous watching their feather ruffle~" Que eye roll from everyone in the room.
Rommath was silently standing next to Lor'themar without a word, only an emotionless mask on his face.
"Momma! Momma!" A little scream came running up the stair way causing all the men in the room to turn suddenly and Sanguil to stiffen.
"Ana'day!? What is wrong!? Are you alright!? Why are you here?" Sanguil bombarded the little girl with questions as she looked her child over for inury.
"No! Momma, come on! Follow me!" Ana'day pulled at her mother's hands towards the opening of the Sunfury Spire.
All three leaders watched with curiosity as the little Blood Elf pulled an yanked at her mother towards the mouth of the room.
"Why, Ana'day? What could be so impor-" The Blood Elf stopped her words dead in their track as she looked at the sight below her at the end of the staircase. She abruptly dropped her bandages on the floor and smacked her delicate hands over her mouth in shock, her entire began to shake.
Curiously, Lor'themar, Halduron, and Rommath walked towards the opening when they saw the shock over take her.
"W-Wynrion... my l-love... WYNRION!" Sanguil ran down the staircase as fast as her feet would take her. Wynrion not far behind as he looked up at his wife in shock then limped towards her quickly.
"My love! Sanguil!" Their words held so much love that it made Creed's heart twist slightly. She watched Sanguil jump into Wynrion's one armed embrace, knocking them both down to the floor. Sanguil sobbed violently in his chest, holding him like he was a dream that might disappear.
In the far back, Creed and Rulkan stood together watching the heart warming scene.
Creed looked up as the three leaders of Silvermoon came to the lip of the staircase. Creed felt her heart stop when she caught the gaze of Rommath. He was as surprised as her, if not more.
"You should say something to him, Commander." Rulkan smiled slightly at her Commander's gaze and expression.
"What would I say? What could I possibly say after all this time?" Creed whispered to Rulkan with fear in her voice.
"I do not know... I am not in love."
Ana'day smiled at her smiling and crying mother... a good crying. She skipped back to Creed.
"Thank you for making my wish come true, Creed. This is the best present ever!" Creed received a hug around her waist. Then the child ran to her parents as they smiled together.
"Thank you! Thank you, Creed and Rulkan! Thank you for bringing him back to me..." Sanguil sobbed and smiled at Creed still holding her husband.
"I made you a promise, I intended to keep it, my friend." Creed bowed at the small family in front of her.
"Rulkan, thank you for all your help... you have no idea what you have done for these people. I thank you for all the things I had to put you through," Creed whispered at Rulkan who smiled.
"It was my pleasure, Commander. This sort of thing is most rewarding compared to any material objects." Creed put her arm around Rulkan and leaned on her watching the scene.
"But still, I owe you one. Remind me to buy you a drink later. You may rest now, Rulkan... you sure deserve it. Go back to the Garrison and take a well needed break." Rulkan grinned at her Commander and left without another word.
"Well, I'll be damned. She actually did it," Halduron laughed causing his two friends to look at him.
"You knew of this, Halduron?" Lor'themar asked.
"I took a guess," Halduron smiled and looked to his silent Mage friend.
Rommath stared at Creed from above the staircase and she stared at him just as deeply. She had changed a bit over the year.
Slowly he made his way to her without really realizing it, making Halduron and Lor'themar look at one another, knowing.
Both Creed and Rommath approached one another while the happy reunion was going on behind them.
Creed's P.O.V.
I watched as the scarlet and gold robed Elf make his way over to me, letting the soft movement of his stroll flutter his robes in the winds.
"Rommath..." I felt my throat close as he approached me. My chest hurt and my breath felt panicked.
He said nothing for a moment, but his eyes were deep and his gaze held so many emotions as he looked down at me.
"It is good to see you again." I tried to make the smile reach my eyes, but just couldn't. It hurt so much to be around him knowing that I couldn't have him. I thought my feelings for him would lessen or completely fade, but Jaina, Whitefeather, and my parents were right... love doesn't work like that.
'I love you! I love you so much...' Creed's thoughts screamed out loud.
"You look well, Creed. I am glad life is treating you so well." Rommath's words were distant but careful. His words felt like a dagger to my heart.
'Life had not been treating me kind... I haven't seen kindness since you left my arms,' Creed wanted to scream at him, but only looked at the ground.
"Yeah... I hope it has treated you with everything you could ever want or need as well. You look... great yourself," The words that fell from my lips were honest but they were hurting me so much. I wanted to launch myself in his arms.
"I..." Rommath seemed to have caught my words.
"So you have been secretly scouting out to find this Paladin? How long?" I nod, cotton mouthed.
"The day I learned her husband was in Draenor... so two years."
"You made a little girl very happy... her wish seems to have been made from what I heard." I nod again and look up at him.
"I have my own wish too..." Rommath looked deeply into my eyes as I opened my mouth again not thinking about what I was saying until it was too late.
"And what is that, Nova?"
I felt a lump form again in my throat, trying not sound weak or cry. My big fucking mouth is seriously going to kill me.
"I fear I must go... it was wonderful seeing you again, Rommath." I feel the tears but turn way after holding his hand lightly, stealthing away from sight out of the city.
I thought I could handle being around him after all this time, but... I couldn't. My heart would allow me to take such a task anymore as it feared to be broken again.
"Creed..."