When we reached port I was glad Lucy, my horse, had been with me the whole time we had been at sea. There were humans on that boat, which was difficult to deal with, most of them had tried to kill me at some point and it was hard to shake off bad memories or old prejudices when they approached. Vereesa had to apologize when I just silently scowled when one would approach. She made me introduce myself in Common and told them that I'm not used to seeing humans, "There's going to be a lot of Humans in Stormwind, you're going to have get used to speaking to them." Vereesa explained.

"We helped them build Lordaeron and they are still trying to eradicate us as thanks."

"I know, I was your age during the Troll War's, still a child. But they've come a long way and I even fell in love with one."

"The Vrykul would never have done all the things Humans have done over history." My grandfather's history lessons as he acted as an emissary for Valarjar.

She looked down and half smiled, "Wasn't your mother seven feet tall?"

I nodded, "She was a quarter Vrykul and six foot seven, not seven feet tall."

"Well Humans are Vrykul descendants, and so are you, and you're not seven feet tall. They would have considered you a runt, a human. SO maybe you have that in common."

I sighed, "I guess so. I will try to be nice."

"Thank you." Vereesa said, relieved.

During the day Vereesa stayed in my area but didn't talk to me, like she wanted to say something.

"Is there something you want to say?" I finally asked.

She looked down and laughed slightly, "I read a lot of your diary, even the last pages." She must have seen the look on my face because I felt my blood leave it, "Did you deflower my son?"

"No… We just kissed…" I looked away, and reader, I'm sorry I lied about that, "A few times… the first time was my fault." I sighed, "But he's been coming on to me ever since… and sometimes it's hard to… I've had to be kind of insistent, but I didn't want to get him in trouble."

"Last night I caught Galadin crying and he didn't want to tell me why, just that he would miss you."

"I'm sorry… I told him not to get attached to me… The past two days I've refused all his advances. I told him I couldn't be his girlfriend, he told me that this was just practice for when he got a real girlfriend. "

She nodded, seeming to agree, "Yeah, like therapy."

"Y-Yesss…" I sighed while looking upward, "I'm I digging my own grave?"

"Kind of."

"Nothing happened."

"I asked him to… change you, and watch you, and maybe it wasn't a good idea for me to leave you two alone so often. But he still has two more years, he's not ready for an adult relationship, even kissing is pushing it."

" …I know… He's got an uncomfortably attractive, underage, femboy vibe I kind of like, Pandaria has a really romantic atmosphere. But I'm literally twice his weight, I'm afraid I might crush him. We took some night strolls holding hands when you guys were asleep and watched the fireflies, so I really felt a connection with him. But I wasn't going to do anything, beyond what… had accidentally happened..."

"...And Giramar?"

"Eew." I shook my head, "No, no. No thank you."

"There are literally identical twins…"

"I don't know why I'm wired like this, just leave it alone! I like men. Just men. Nothing else, didn't I make that clear in the 20 plus pages I wrote about Oranio?"

She shrugged, "Yes… Buuuuuut."

"Don't say it. Don't say her name, it was one time, end of conversation." I screamed because I did have a headache and I wanted to end this conversation and never have it again. I can't even talk to normal Elven men because I'm twice their size and an 8th their age, and just got really good at going down on her and I don't want to quit something I know I won't fail at. GAWD I"M STARVING!

Okay I ate some sweets, I'm ready to get back into it.

So when I warmed up to the crew they complimented on how well I took care of my horse, but I'd been taking extra care of her since I was on an Alliance ship, that for so long, had been my enemy's. Yes, I was still nervous, and I was feeding her, washing her, brushing her, and making sure she got enough exercise while on that ship. It was a much-needed distraction. Also, it had given me some common ground with the humans that were working on the ship. They admired how beautiful she was, and how close she was with me.

She's a chestnut horse and I've always dawned her with shining golden armor and red velvet sheets. I polished my armor sometimes, but I took extra special care of hers. But she didn't have any armor right now. It might have fallen off or she might have taken it off herself, but she was here now. Somehow, she knew exactly where I was, it must have been so difficult for her to run around alone without getting caught. She found Protecto and brought him to where I was.

Animals can't speak but I feel like they might have something to them, something deeper and stronger in personal connection over what we've traded for the complexity of language. I feel it with her, she is so much more beautiful now without her armor. Her reddish browns shined brightly in the sun like a silk sheet, with white areas that reflected from the sun. I combed her hair to one side as it moved about in the ocean wind, and she was so strong. We ran all around Azeroth and she never had any problem holding me in full armor or heavy weapons and the muscles on her body showed that. She was taller and stronger than most of the wild horses I saw in Northrend.

I felt I might have gone a little overboard with the gloss though, she would get so dusty if I brought her to Orgrimmar and I didn't know what the sea salt would do to her skin. So, I brushed her again, removing the excess wax on her coat. If anything, I didn't want her to dehydrate because of the salt from the sea and I gave her water to drink. Vereesa did walk by a few times and was surprised I was still tending to her and I had to explain that this was my life goal. I wanted to breed Lucy and make a business raising horses. I know I've talked about it in my last entry, but I was always rejected when I brought up the idea to members of the Horde. It was just better that I just stayed being a soldier and a paladin, but it was good that I could keep Lucy because I had proven time and time again that horses could be imperative to any battle. Stormwind wouldn't reject the idea of me raising horses, so I guess it would only be a matter of competition of care and quality of breed. Maybe I could push the idea of races, but I don't know. I like horses most of all, but there are other mounts out there and the closest thing to races in Azeroth are the Brewfest keg deliveries on rams, but I usually just get really drunk and do something to embarrass myself, good times. I will miss the Horde.

The Alliance, the house of my enemy for so many years. Is it too late to turn back now, I mean all I would have to do is call Protecto, take off all this oily makeup on my body, go back to Orgrimmar, and do stuff at my garrison in Draenor. It was lonely there, but it was comfortable. I could stay in the Order Hall and take the jobs in the service of the Light. I'm sure I could take new vows to get my power back. Also, I've run away from these types of things before and things have always had a way of working themselves out.

But, how is anyone going to remove that sword that is in Silithus, best case scenario things will work out, I'll be a soldier for the rest of my life, Lucy will die in ten to fifteen years and I'll never see a filly or colt if I'm expected to keep sending her off into the battlefield.

Worst case scenario, Sylvanas Windrunner manages to turn every living creature into an immortal undead. The sword in Silithus may or may not be dealt with and the planet of Azeroth will crack open like an egg.

I can't turn back now. I'll do what I can to stop Sylvanas, maybe even kill her if need be. I think when the battle is over, and the dust clears, they know me by the name Melfina. I'll reveal what I am and beg them to let me stay, let me live a normal life, just a bit of land where I can raise a family and not have to worry about war anymore. I don't think it's a lot to ask for.

We got off the ship to Stormwind Harbor, their navy was so beautiful, and the smell of the sea was fresh in the air as I walked off port. The gulls were screaming overhead, and the smell of raw crawfish and oysters were strong in the air as I came into the hard-stone brick floors. I was on Lucy's back taking it all in as I looked around, but I saw Vereesa run off, "Come on." She said, "Or we're going to be late."

So, we rode through unfamiliar areas and I really had to keep close to her. I saw bridges and tunnels. I had no idea where they went and there were streams filled with clear water and fish. I had seen this place from far away, but to be in Stormwind itself was breathtaking, nerve racking, and beautiful at the same time. We came to Stormwind Keep and I saw the strangest thing from all the guards I saw. I had to do a double take when I came into the keep, but he was walking backwards, and he appeared to be walking forward. I really had to stop, see him move up this path, then turn around, and move about his patrols, "Melfina." Vereesa said impatiently. "I need to introduce you to the king."

I looked confused, "Did you see that guard just now?" I asked.

Vereesa shook her head, "They all look the same to me."

I lightly touched the brim of my nose trying not to smear my makeup, "It must have been nothing."

Have you ever met a person that completely altered you, to such a way that you left your everyday self behind and did something outrageous? Exciting?

Forbidden?

That's what happened to me when I first laid my eyes on Anduin Wrynn. I took one look into his deep ocean eyes and I gasped in shock from what felt like being cornered by a dangerous predator or entranced by a beautiful work of art. He wasn't the awkward looking boy I saw in the jungles of Pandaria. His sky blue gaze was so calming and friendly, his smile inviting, and pleasing. Two strands of shining corn colored hair robbed me of that almond shaped face and chiseled jawline, but his long pulled back hair looked soft, especially in comparison to those wide, very solid shoulders. He looked strong as his heavy, hulking, golden armor didn't seem to trouble him at all, as he stood up to greet Vereesa like a relative he hadn't seen in years. "Vereesa." He said,"How are you, it's been so long."

"How does the day greet you my king. I trust you got my letters?" Vereesa said formally, but I barely heard her as I could hear my heartbeat drum in my ears.

I had heard that Anduin had taken over the Stormwind throne when his father passed, but the only thing I heard about him was that he was a Priest and was hardly involved in the Legion Campaign. I expected someone skinny and malnourished due to excessive fasting that study of the Light requires or someone fat and spoiled due to inherited royalty. I remembered that big awkward looking dirt blonde head, on that skinny body, under filthy well tailored clothes. I remembered being a lot taller than him and I never assumed that he would fill out like this, in a short amount of time. I laughed to myself at the thought while they were talking.

He nodded, "Yes you said that you have a promising recruit that you trained personally, is this her?" He asked, looked over at me.

Vereesa held out her hand toward me, "Yes, this is Melfina. A night elf ranger that I've trained and would like to join the Alliance's cause if you'll have her."

He put his hand under his chin and looked at me, "Your hair is white, how old are you?" He asked.

Vereesa stepped in, "A lady will never-"

"24 and my name is Melfina Lovewood." I interrupted quickly and smiled nervously. My father's last name.

Vereesa cleared her throat, kicked my foot slightly, and looked at me.

"Hundred years old." I continued, as I saw Vereesa roll her eyes.

Anduin laughed.

"It's nice to meet you, King Anduin Wrynn. You are nothing of what I expected." I stated.

"Oh, what did you expect?" He asked.

"Someone fatter." I immediately regretted saying that. I clenched my teeth, looked downward, and shook my head in regret, "What the hell is wrong with you Perfectia?!" I thought to myself. "Your majesty." I managed to say out loud.

I saw Vereesa roll her eyes and sigh.

I saw him raise his eyebrows and repress a laugh, he held out his hand to meet mine. I crossed my legs and I curtsy as gracefully as I could with an invisible dress and lowered my head. I saw Vereesa look at me kind of funny but Anduin put his hand down. His leg extended backwards, lifted one of his hands flat, and bowed his head, putting one arm on his chest, just as gracefully as I would come to expect from a king. "It's just Anduin, please." He said as he raised his head and smiled, seeming somewhat relieved.

I stood up as well and Vereesa looked at us both kind of confused

"I'm…uh, I'm afraid there are more pressing matters concerning." Andiun said, "If you're serious about joining the Alliance, meet me at the Stormwind Embassy."

And we walked away from the keep and Vereesa asked me, "What was that?"

I didn't really acknowledge what she said, but answered, "A nobility practice, you wouldn't understand."

"Nobility don't shake hands?" Vereesa asked, somewhat offended.

"A lady never touches a man's hands unless she's sitting down." I explained.

"But you told him how old you were." Vereesa asked questionably.

"He asked, and I was nervous." I started shaking my fingers together.

Veressa laughed as we were about to mount our horses, "Did you really think Anduin would be overweight?"

I shrugged slightly, "Kinda, or skinny. You really should have warned me that he would be so…" I made a rotating gesture with my hand to try to think of the word.

"Handsome?" She tried to finish my sentence.

"No…" I shook my head and felt that was an insult, "Handsome reminds me of someone that looks at himself in the mirror too much… Like my dad." I tried to think of the word, "Brawn, no. Charmante, no. Hunky, no, to lewd. Strapping…" I nodded my head as I thought about it, it seemed to fit, "Yeah. I like strapping… I would be strapping myself onto that."

She nodded and shrugged, "I guess since you were with Oranio I guess bulk is kind of important to you…" She looked up and thought, "…I'm a little surprised you haven't been with an orc."

I grunted out a laugh and flicked my thumb under my chin, "Oh, I have and I wouldn't suggest it. They have this funny way of talking down to you like property once they've seen you with your rear up in the air."

Vereesa looked forward blankly, "Well I don't think I needed to know that."

I rolled my eyes and shrugged, "Well if you ever wanted to know anything about the Horde, you could get to know its culture a bit." And touch my finger to my nose

She looked at me slightly annoyed and shook her head, "You really need to stop using those Thalassian hand gestures and stop using Common loan words with the accent. It took us a long time just to figure out how to break it." She shook her head in frustration, "Other my son-"

"Nothing happened." I interrupted and repeated.

She sighed, "I'm not going to have this argument with you. Have you ever been with one of your own kind."

I looked downward as I remembered back, "Yes, but I don't want to talk about it."

She rolled her eyes as she settled on her horse, "Another vain, conceited, jerk?" She asked.

I shook my head, "No, she wasn't like that."

Her eyes widened, "Wait, 'she'? Oh yeah, I forgot you and Isirami were a-"

I moved Lucy's reins quickly bringing her to a run, "I SAID I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT THAT!" I yelled as I darted away from her.

So, she led me through Stormwind, to a fairly wooded area, and a cabin that was surrounded by several bodies of water. We rode there, and my guess is that Anduin flew on something because he was there before we got there. There were quite a few powerful people in this room both politically and physically, but I recognize Alleria Windrunner, Genn Greymane, and Tyrande Whisperwind, leaders of their races of people and also their respective territories.

Also Moira Bronzebeard was there. A surge of joy came over me after not seeing her for so long. She looked around kind of confused, "Hi?" She said reluctantly to me with a nervous smile, not recognizing me.

Vereesa pulled me and it's a good thing she did because I think I would have tried to pick her up and hug her like I used to. I know she hates it but I sometimes just can't control myself.

I expected Vereesa to greet her sister with a warm greeting like she had given Anduin, but she just nodded her head and said, "Sister."

And the nod was returned from Alleria, she did look at me and I waved to her, but she just rolled her eyes and waited for the King to start speaking.

"Thank you for joining us." Andiun started, "These are dire times, indeed."

Andiun looked over at me with a slight smile, then everyone else, and shook his head slightly, "We all know the Alliance incurred heavy losses in the war against the Legion. And even now the world bleeds in the aftermath of Sargeras's final strike."

He thought back, "Meanwhile, the Horde musters its forces and arms for war. Their aggression must not go unanswered. Our future depends on bringing other like minded allies into the fold. I call upon those of you gathered here for your suggestions."

A paladin in blinding bright armor started talking, "Victory on Argus was only possible because the heroes of Azeroth fought side by side with the Army of the Light. Many of our bravest soldiers gave their lives for the cause. Those who remain would be proud to join the Alliance. Among our number are brave initiates about to undertake the arduous path of becoming Lightforged."

I didn't really understand what he was talking about. I never actually went to Argus, but I did remember that big green moon showing up in the sky and causing the storms on the ocean to be ten times worse than before and about twice as common.

Andiun smiled at him, "Thank you, High Exarch. Lightforged soldiers would indeed bring strength to our numbers."

Alleria stepped forward, "High King," She started, "I remember the days when my people and yours fought together against the Horde. I reached out to them in hopes of seeing Silvermoon return to the Alliance. My efforts proved… futile."

"Futile?" I spoke out.

Alleria looked at me, "Yes?" she looked at me questionably.

"Why don't you tell ze king what really 'appen?" I said trying to keep my rage under control.

"What?" Alleria looked at me confused.

"Tell 'im 'ow you almost corrupted ze Sunwell for a second time."

"I… " She looked at me enraged, shaking her head, but I was just as angry.

"Don't you dare pretend to be ze victim in zis!" I shouted.

Vereesa grabbed my arm and yanked me back, "Melfina!" She looked into my eyes as enraged as I was, "Do you want to go back home, because I will send you back right now!" She screamed at me.

"Vereesa!" Andiun yelled out and held out his hand, "How could you say something so insensitive? You know that Teldrassil is still burning. I don't know why Melfina came to you for help, but she came here to help the Alliance." He shook his head and looked around, "I'm sorry, members of the council, we scheduled this meeting for another time. I would like to speak to Melfina alone."

We walked outside and I was somewhat scared by what I just said, "I'm sorry my king, feel free to use me as a bad example. So I won't be completely useless." I said regretfully.

Anduin laughed and shook his head, "I don't think you set a bad example and I don't think you're useless. If what you told me was true you were right to tell me, but I will still need her Void Elves in the upcoming battles." He explained. He stopped and looked back at me, "I like your accent. I guess that's how you know about the Sunwell? You speak Thalassian?"

I felt blood rush to my face and I put my hand on the back of my head, looked downward, and remembered back, "I was assigned to the Ghostlands for a while, so I had to learn a little, but most of the time I don't even understand a single word I'm talking about."

He stopped, looked at me and smiled a little, "Do you always do that? Do you always belittle yourself?"

I looked downward, "I just don't think I'm worthy of much. I've done bad things and to the powers that be, if it's inevitable that something bad must happen to me, at least make it funny. If I face them and acknowledge them, I think it will hurt less."

He crossed his arms and nodded, "What have you done?"

"Things I wish to atone for. Anduin, will you use the Void Elves to attack Silvermoon?" I asked.

Anduin looked at me in shock, "No, why would you even think that?"

I looked away and frowned, "My people want vengeance for what happened at Teldrassil."

"Is that what you want?" He asked.

I shook my head, "No, I want this war to end, and I want peace among all people of Azeroth. Not a ceasefire, not a parlay, but true peace where I would be able to invite anyone born on the planet, or not, over for a meal without a suspicion of conspiracy."

Anduin gave me a look of shock, "But they burned down your home, is that honestly what you want?"

I looked away, "Killing more people won't put out those flames, nor will it restore those homes, and revenge is such a stupid thing to waste your life on." Vareesa's words, but I agreed with them too. I looked at him. "Sylvanas must be stopped and that's why I want to join your Alliance, that is why I'm going to fight for you, my king."

He looked away and then nodded his head, "I agree with you, thank you."

I stopped and Anduin noticed and stopped as well, "Anduin." I said as I opened my bag.

"Yes?" he looked at me curiously.

I pulled a waterskin from my bag and presented it to him, "I managed to save this water from Teldrassil. When it was burning large amounts of nature energy were seeping into the ocean and I managed to save some of the water. I think it might be possible to plant another world tree with it."

He looked at me sadly, "I don't think I should take that."

I insistently held it out to him, "Then you need to tell me who will. I don't know if it's possible, but I think in the right people's hands there could be a chance."

Andiun nodded his head and took it, "Thank you, again."

Andiun turned around and picked up his pace a little, "Vereesa tells me that you're a ranger but I didn't see a pet when you entered the council or Stormwind Keep." He stated.

I tried to keep up with him, "No, I've never taken a pet. I wouldn't have the heart to keep an animal caged like that." I explained.

He stopped, looked back at me, smiled, and shook his head, "This won't feel like imprisonment I promise."

He picked up his pace to a brisk jog and I kept up. When he slowed down we came to the edge of a river that surrounded the area and there was a big cat that was laying on its side. "When I told my father I wanted to be a Priest he told me that he was disappointed in me." Anduin explained. He bent down and petted the lioness, "He tried so hard to find some other outlet for my interest and he gave her to me."

I looked at the lioness, she could have easily been a mount and she responded to his touch wanting him to touch her head more. "I'm sorry, my king." I shook my head, "Your father gave her to you, and he was such a great man, I can't take her from you."

He stood up and shook his head, "Heavens no, I could never part with her. But-"He reached back behind her and pulled a beautiful lion cub and held it to me. "He should be old enough for you to take care of."

My heart sank in my chest as I looked into the baby lion's eyes, they were like a shining black boat on a beautiful ocean, and Anduin had the same eyes. I looked at them both and I held him in my arms. He was about as heavy as a child, he let out a soft roar as he was taken away from his mother. "Hey." I spoke softly like I would to Lucy and kissed him on the top of his head, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." And held him over my shoulder as if he were a baby.

"What are you going to name him?" Anduin asked.

I thought back on my childhood in Silvermoon, "Kel'Magnus." I answered.

"That sounds like Elven." Anduin stated.

"It was my grandfather's name." I said as I held the cub in my arms and looked at Anduin.

Anduin smiled, "Then I know you'll take good care of him."

I bowed my head as I held him, "Thank you for this act of kindness, my king. I will never forget it."

Anduin nodded his head, "For the Alliance."

I smiled and without a doubt I said, "For the Alliance."

I took him back to the Inn in Stormwind and I have been trying to get Kel'Magnus to eat meat, but he won't, but the innkeeper gave me some cow's milk in a bottle that he could drink and it was so precious to see him do it. I love my horse Lucy, but there's this feeling of someone needing you and it's a stronger feeling of love, and then there's Anduin. I can't stop thinking about him. I remember feeling this way about Oranio but this time it was so sudden. Like a storm that came from nowhere, shocked you with lighting and continued to pour rain on you and rain isn't stopping and every image I remember is like a bolt of lightning. Did my aunt Telavani know this was going to happen? Words come to mind and…

I loved you when I saw you.

Who could not love you for so long.

You gave me wings of gladness.

And lead my spirits song

I loved you within the hour

With only a look in your eyes.

Your lips I could not capture.

By storm or by surprise.

Your mouth that I remember

With a rush and sudden pain

As one remembers a starlight

Or roses after rain.

I long to hear your laughter

But suddenly I am sad…

The days and night that haunts me,

For the kiss I'll never have.

I wrote this? It is how I feel though, I want to give it to him. What if he doesn't feel the same way? I know he doesn't feel the same, but this is too good for me to let go. He should know that someone does at least feel this way about him. This wasn't supposed to happen, I promised myself I wouldn't do this again, I wouldn't feel this way again, and here I am again. No, I won't, I can't, I'm not going to feel this way for anyone else again. So it's best I avoid him like a plague, but I should give him the poem, he doesn't have to know it's me, but I can't just give it to him, I know it's childish, but I need to give it to someone else to give it to him, and not because I'm scared.

No, I'm petrified, I'm a Blood Elf dressed as a Night Elf, not just because I'm afraid of what he might say, but yes. That's what I'll do, but who should I give it to? You know I might check in on that backwards walking guard, he seemed interesting, he can give him the poem and he never has to know it was me. Okay Perfectia, okay Melfina, tomorrow morning. This lion sleeping in my bed is so beautiful and I think I'll sleep well next to him.

(Beforehand)

Anduin walked back to the Stormwind Embassy after leaving his gift to the Night Elf Melfina. Vereesa ran up to him, "I am so sorry Anduin, she's not from Teldrassil, I'll send her home at once."

"No!" He shouted suddenly, he looked back at Melfina walking away with the lion in her arms. "Please don't, she's, I feel. I feel like she'll be important and I'm not just talking about the Alliance. She has a good heart, from what I can tell. I need people like her."

Vereesa sighed as she looked at him looking at her, "She has been known to be a bit out spoken? I wasn't surprised by her outburst during the meeting, are you okay?" Vereesa looked at him closer thinking it was strange that he seemed not to notice that.

Anduin shook his head slightly and looked at Vereesa, "Yes, I'm fine. It's better if I knew why Alleria and her void elves were exiled after meeting with the leaders of the Blood Elves. The void elves need to stay away from Silvermoon and that includes her as well, but I won't reject them here."

Anduin put his hand on the back of his head and leaned close to Vereesa, "Vereesa, hm…" He whispered.

She came closer to him. "Yes?"

"Well, it's just, I've never seen an elf with hips like that." Anduin shrugged slightly and looked away shyly, "Is that normal?"

Vereesa looked away and shook her head, "Not you too… What did I just do?" She said in an angry tone to herself. "I'll bet you've never seen anyone with hips like her." She said in a sarcastic tone.

Anduin looked at her confused, "I'm sorry if I offended you."

"No it's… it's…" She looked away and shook her head, "It's fine."

"No, you're right to be upset, she's your friend, I shouldn't have adjudicated like that, I don't know why I would ask such a rude question, that is very out of character for me… you don't have to answer, I'm sorry."

Vereesa sighed, laughed slightly, and shook her head, "It's fine your Majesty. It's not normal from what I can tell, but she's from Mount Hyjal so… Venison, I suppose."

Anduin nodded, "Of course. Please forgive my rudeness."

"It's fine." Vereesa stated.

Anduin turned and saw Melfina walking toward him and Vereesa saw them smile and bow to each other before he walked back to the embassy.

Melfina ran up to Vereesa and showed her the lion, "Look at what the king gave me, isn't he perfect?" she asked gleefully.

"Melfina listen you need to- "

But was interrupted by Melfina's baby talking to her new pet, "I'll feed you and wash you and brush you, but you are so precious, Kel'Magnus."

Vereesa put her hand on the brim of her nose, "I'm going to go." She said, "In spite of your outburst the king is happy to have you join the Alliance."

"Thank you Vereesa, I can never repay you for what you've done for me." Melfina stated.

Vereesa looked away, smiled, and shook her head. She looked at Melfina and punched her in the middle of the chest as hard as she could. So much that it knocked her back.

"What was that for?! Are you still mad about Galadin? I said I was sorry." Melfina yelled, rubbing the part she hit.

"Oh, shut up, you're as flat as a three-day mug of dwarven ale." Vereesa teased.

Melfina looked at her confused, "So, that doesn't give you the right- "

Vereesa interrupted, "'Beaten down by the stresses of marriage, command, and motherhood?' " Vereesa quoted her diary.

Melfina looked away and shrugged, "Oh…" She said in realization, "I wrote that before I saw you again, you look great now. I didn't think you would get that far, I'm sorry."

Vereesa smiled, "I was just widowed so I wasn't at my best. You were sick for a while when I read that Melfina, but I hit you so, I forgive you."

Melfina nodded and smiled, "Thank you for everything else." Melfina lifted her arm to try to hug her.

Vereesa shook her head and put out her hand to block her, "Just try to control yourself please. Keep writing if it helps and…" She looked away and breathed in, "…Do you think you could send me a copy of the Oranio encounters? Rhonin wasn't my first, but reading your writing made me wish that he was, I sometimes think that I don't miss him enough."

Melfina shook her head, "You had to be strong for your sons, so I'll get to work on that as soon as possible."

She blushed embarrassingly, "You do have talent, just… Nevermind."

"Merci." Melfina whistled for her dragon Protecto, and it came by and picked her up.

Vereesa started walking to the open path that would lead out of the woods. Alleria ran up to her, grabbed her by the arm, and Vereesa pulled herself away, "You've never let a Night Elf under your apprenticeship." Alleria accused. "What changed?"

Vereesa half smiled, "She needed my help and since when did you start caring who I trained and who I didn't?"

Alleria got in her face, "Who is she?"

Vereesa smiled and shook her head, "A good friend, and none of your damn business. Stay away from her because I would take her side over yours."

Alleria focused her gaze at Vereesa, "Over your own sister?"

Vereesa smiled, "Is it really a surprise from all the time you've been gone that I might have made other family bonds that stem deeper than blood?" Vereesa saw how angry Alleria got, but put her finger in front of her face, "Speaking of which, Lirath might still be alive."

"What?" Alleria said in shock.

"Someone brought him back. I would look for him myself, but I have my children and a covenant to run, maybe some of your Void Elves can try to find him." Vereesa stated, she walked away from Alleria that was still in shock, and made her way off the first boat out of Stormwind.

(Poem is depiction from Sydney King Russell's Midsummer)