To love what is mortal

by siDEADde

"Don't you want to go home?" Sylvanas wheedles, the tone so foreign in that voice. Jaina has whiplash from trying to follow and match the elf's mood. "Back to where you were the most powerful mage in the world, beloved by all - that includes some of my faction. Champion of peace, Lord Admiral of Kul Tiras… not a broken little girl in the snow?" Sylvaina

14. Detour

THIS STORY WILL NO LONGER BE UPDATED HERE DUE TO HOST'S RIDICULOUS RATINGS.

There are new chapters on AO3 under the same name. I would love to see anyone who is following it here to read it there instead.

Thank you!

-Sid