Chapter 39: The Vision

Warning: This chapter contains explicit sexual content. If you don't want to read it, skip everything until the dividing line.

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Kelrian couldn't sleep. He had no idea why but he couldn't fall asleep, no matter how hard he tried it. He had changed his sleeping position several times but nothing had changed. Putting his head on the other side of the bed hadn't help either. He was not allowed to get any sleep.

He was asking himself what the reason for his sleeplessness was. It was not his first night in Undercity and he had managed to get enough sleep in the past nights, so the capital of the Forsaken itself could not be the reason for his lack of sleep. He had even put a spell on himself so that he was able to bear the horrible stench of the undead. The smell in Undercity was worse than the smell of any liquid manure pit. He wouldn't survive there for a single hour without the spell.

All Kelrian could do was to lie in bed and figure out the reason why he couldn't sleep. He came to no conclusion. He had no idea what was wrong this night. Kelrian had no idea how much time had passed as he heard quiet footsteps. Someone was near his room. He heard the quiet crack of the door when it was opened and someone stepped inside. The footsteps were so quiet that he could only hear them due to his sensitive elven ears. Any other humanoid creature wouldn't have heard them.

Kelrian had his eyes closed, one of his hand grabbed the dagger beneath his pillow. He was ready to defend himself. The person stopped and Kelrian felt a hand touching his face. A cold hand. The hand caressed his cheek for a moment then it wandered. Kelrian reacted quickly as the person pulled his blanket away. He shot up and held the dagger to the creature's throat who froze in her movement.

His green eyes found the red ones of the creature in front of him. Crimson red eyes beneath which marks could be found. Her face was familiar. Light blue skin, dark blue full lips, long elven ears and pale blonde hair that was mostly hidden beneath a red hood. She was an undead elf.

"Sylvanas," Kelrian whispered. He didn't say anything else nor did he remove the dagger. He stared into her eyes and so did she. Her glance was cold and her expression neutral. It didn't seem to bother her that Kelrian was pressing a dagger against her neck.

"Kelrian," she said eventually, her eyes didn't leave his face. She took a closer look at his handsome facial features. His skin was a bit paler than it used to be in the past and his eyes were green instead of sky-blue but other than that he hadn't changed at all. His hair was still combed to the side, but to the right instead of the left.

"What are you doing in my room?" he asked but Sylvanas didn't respond to him. She put her hands on his cheeks, noticing that he didn't flinch. Her hands were ice cold but that didn't bother him. The fel magic that was running through his veins kept him warm. He hadn't even been cold when he had followed his father and Illidan to Northrend to find Arthas. The fel changed him so had something else. Something he hadn't told anyone yet. Not his son and not even his father. Nobody was aware of his secret. Of the pact he made.

"I wanted to see you," she replied after almost five minutes.

Kelrian smirked. "Well, here I am."

Sylvanas remained silent.

Kelrian removed the dagger and put his hand beneath her chin, running his thumb over her jawline, then he put it on her bottom lip and pressed it gently. "I think I know exactly why you came here. I know what you want."

Sylvanas tilted her head and raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

Kelrian stood up and lifted her chin so that they didn't break eye contact. His body had become taller since he had started to consume fel magic. He had grown for four inches and his body was more muscular than before. He was seven feet and a one inch tall. He was taller than the average female night elf and two inches smaller than the average male night elf. He was much taller than an average male blood elf so was Sylvanas but she was nine inches smaller than him. Kelrian had always been taller than her but now the difference between them was larger than before.

Kelrian smirked. He was more confident than ever. "I do."

Sylvanas raised the other brow. "And what do you think I want?" she asked irritated.

"You didn't just come to look after me. You came because you want a piece of me. You came because you want ME," Kelrian said and made a large step backwards, presenting his nude body to Sylvanas. He smirked as he noticed that her eyes wandered. They roamed over his muscular body, rested long on his muscular stomach and then fell on a certain area. Her eyes widened.

"As you can see, EVERY part of my body became larger. You can do so much with the help of fel magic. I didn't use the fel magic to change my body, it changed by itself. For the better," he smirked and put his hand under her chin. Sylvanas' crimson red eyes still rested on the area between his legs. She just couldn't take her eyes off it. She didn't know how much time had passed as Kelrian lifted her chin and forced her to look back at him. She didn't miss the wide grin on his lips.

"Your body is thoroughly fit and I know that you have been blessed by nature with that big thing between your legs. And now it is even larger. It is true that I wonder how it must feel...," Sylvanas replied and took a step closer to him, putting one of her hands on his muscular chest. She came closer and closer and stepped on her tiptoes but she was still not able to reach his mouth. He had to lower his head so that she could kiss him on the lips.

Sylvanas raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything, giving him an expecting look. Kelrian lowered his head and allowed her to press her lips on his. Her lips were cold as ice but that didn't bother the blood elf. He didn't hesitate to return the kiss, putting his hands on her cheeks. He rubbed them carefully.

He bit her bottom lip softly, demanding entrance and Sylvanas parted her lips, allowing him to insert his tongue. His tongue brushed past hers and started to explore her mouth. It had been a while since he had kissed her and inserted his tongue in her mouth, so he enjoyed every single moment. His heart was beating faster, his skin tingled in anticipation. If Sylvanas would still be alive, her heart would also beat rapidly but she was undead, so it wasn't beating. Nevertheless, she had the impression for a short moment that it would almost start beating again.

Sylvanas didn't hesitate for too long to insert her tongue in his mouth, fighting with his tongue for dominance. She had expected to win so she was really surprised that his tongue dominated hers. The kiss lasted as long as possible. Sylvanas didn't want to end it but she knew Kelrian still needed to breathe so she had to allow him to pull away.

Kelrian was out of breath and needed nearly a minute to calm down. His eyes rested on Sylvanas, noticing the small smile on her lips. He could see in her eyes that she had enjoyed it as well. "You are wearing too much clothing for my liking," Kelrian said and pointed at her outfit. "This need to go."

If Sylvanas was surprised, she didn't show it. When she had been alive, he had never demanded her to do anything. He had always let her do what she wanted to do. She had been the one in control. Kelrian had changed. She strongly believed that he was no longer the cautious lover she had fallen in love with. It seemed that he wanted to be active too. Sylvanas didn't mind that but at the same time, she didn't want to give him full control. She had to be careful that he wouldn't dominate her. She had to make sure things wouldn't go out of hand.

Sylvanas obeyed this time. She pulled her hood down, allowing Kelrian to examine her pale blonde hair. Kelrian ran his fingers through her hair, toying with a few strands. He brought a strand of hair to his nose and sniffed. In life, her hair had always smelled so good. Mostly after peaches or elderberry. In death, her hair smelled of nothing. Kelrian removed his hand eventually and lowered his head, staring at her torso. She removed her upper body armour slowly and then her black bra, freeing her D-cup breasts.

Kelrian didn't wait for Sylvanas' permission to touch her. He put his hands on her breasts without hesitation, kneading them softly. Her voluminous breasts were cold but very soft. He kept staring into her eyes as he kneaded them softly at first and a bit rougher later. Kelrian smirked as he noticed that her nipples had gotten stiff in the meantime. "Look what we have here. The mighty Banshee Queen is horny. Don't worry, Sylvanas. I will make you feel good."

He lowered his upper body a little and leaned in, burying his head in her neck. He started to kiss her neck but not too tenderly, marking her that way. He didn't care that others might see her love bites if she wouldn't cover her neck with something. Her cold skin still felt a bit strange to him but he was sure he would get used to it quickly. Sylvanas' lips were parted, her head was tilted to give him better access to her neck. The first quiet moan escaped her lips as Kelrian put her nipples between two fingers and kneaded them.

Sylvanas noticed that she was getting wetter and wetter the longer he did that. Kelrian knew what he had to do to make her feel good. He had collected lots of experience in the eighteen years they had been together. Her body hadn't changed at all so he knew where he had to touch her. He still remembered that her nipples were very sensitive just like her ears. He let his mouth wander, reaching one of her long ears. He kissed it, licked it and even bit it gently, causing another moan to escape her lips. He did the same with the other.

His left hand wandered, stroking her flat belly for a few minutes before it reached the waistband of her leggings. He had no problem sneaking his hand in her leggings but he didn't stop there. He also sneaked it beneath her panties. The corners of his lips formed a wide grin as he noticed how wet she was. "You are so wet, you filthy slut. I'll have no trouble getting my fingers inside you," he whispered in her ear. He pressed his thumb on her clit, causing her legs to tremble for a short moment.

"I know you like that, you dirty slut."

Sylvanas didn't respond.

"Say that you like it and I do the next step," Kelrian said demandingly. Sylvanas didn't say anything at first so Kelrian increased the pressure on her clit, rubbing it with two fingers. As expected, this made Sylvanas only wetter and increased the pleasure she was feeling. She bit her bottom lip softly, preventing any moans from escaping her lips. She still didn't say anything so Kelrian started to knead her love bud, toying with it until she couldn't take it anymore. "I like it...Please, don't stop."

A triumphing grin appeared on Kelrian's lips. He pulled his head back from her neck and removed his right hand from her breast, putting it on her back. He ogled her melons shamelessly and shifted his gaze to her face, noticing that she was biting her bottom lip hard. She was really enjoying what he was doing with his hands.

He was wondering what kind of facial expression she would make when his massive thing would enter her. He had to wait for that a bit longer because he didn't intend to give her his dick so quickly. She would have to beg first and earn the right to feel his member inside her. She had to work for it first. But for now, it was still his turn to make her feel good.

He started to run the tip of his index finger over her wet pussy lips, noticing that her body trembled a little. He was looking forward to turning her world upside down soon. She wouldn't be able to get enough of him once he would be inside her, he was sure of that.

Kelrian added a second finger and later a third, watching her expression while he was caressing her slick folds. Sylvanas' half-closed eyes rested on his face. He was a lot more self-confident than before her death. He knew what he had to do and how far he could go. He would have never dared to tease her, to make her wait or to make her beg in the past. But since he had changed, he did that because he knew he could. He knew his limits.

He lowered his head and began to suck on her left breasts in the same moment as his index finger entered her needy pussy. Even though Sylvanas was biting her bottom lip hard, she couldn't prevent a quiet moan from escaping her lips. He had always been skilled with his fingers and it seemed he had gotten better over the past years. His fingers rubbed against her tight walls which were getting used to his fingers quickly. He pumped them in and out slowly, almost reaching her g-spot. Her moans became louder the longer he did that.

Kelrian could tell by the way her body reacted that she was close to her climax. It was still weird to him to not hear her fast and loud breathing when she was so close. But he could tell by the way she rocked her hips against his fingers that she would climax the next moment. He knew he could pull his fingers out and deny her the orgasm to make it much better when he would shove his dick in her pussy. He knew Sylvanas wouldn't like if he would deny it. He was in control, so he could do that but he didn't.

He pumped his fingers in and out rapidly, biting the tip of her left ear softly. It was hard. As hard as her nipples. Sylvanas couldn't last much longer. A loud cry escaped her lips as she came, making Kelrian grin widely. Kelrian watched Sylvanas riding out her orgasm. Her eyes had stared into his eyes the whole time when waves after waves of pleasure had been shot through her body. She had never imagined he would make her feel so good just by using his fingers. He was much better than Verena.

Kelrian pulled his fingers out of her pussy, smiling as he noticed the sticky liquid that stuck on them. "Look what you did, Sylvanas. My fingers are sticky. You can guess three times who has to clean them."

Sylvanas nodded her head barely, signalizing him that she knew what to do. She took his hand and brought it to her lips, licking over his fingers a few times before she put them in her mouth. Kelrian's eyes bored into hers as he watched her sucking on his fingers. It looked so sexy. Sylvanas pulled them out as soon as she was done. "Are you happy now?"

Kelrian chuckled. "Well, not quite. There is something else you could work on with your pretty mouth," he said and ran his thumb over her bottom lip. Sylvanas' gaze fell on his huge cock and rested there for a while before it wandered back to his face.

"Fine, I will do it but if you think I do everything you demand from me, you are wrong," Sylvanas replied. She got on her knees and put a hand on his huge erected cock, making it twitch a little under her cold touch. She didn't let him wait for too long and started to rub his dick slowly. Kelrian's eyes rested on her, no sounds escaped his lips. Not yet.

Sylvanas put her other hand around his cock and started to move them faster. Her cold hands were making him feel good. A quiet moan escaped his lips eventually, making Sylvanas smile. She had expected to hear this sound from him very soon because she knew she was good at pleasuring him. Death hadn't changed her capability to make him feel good. She was very good with her hands and even better with her mouth.

Sylvanas brought the tip of his cock to her mouth and licked over it, making it twitch a little. Another moan, which was louder than the previous one, escaped his lips. Sylvanas was looking forward to making him moan more often. She was looking forward to taking his huge cock in her mouth but she didn't do it immediately. She continued to lick over his glans with her tongue while her hands were still rubbing his long shaft. As expected, his moans became more frequent and louder but not frequent and loud enough for Sylvanas' liking.

She wanted to hear a melody of moans escaping his lips. She wanted to prove to him that she was still as good as she had been in life. She wanted to prove that she was much better than Elena. Better in everything. She gave his dick a few more strokes before she opened her mouth and inserted the tip of his dick, slowly inserting more of his long shaft until her mouth was full. She let her skilled tongue lick over his dick, her crimson eyes rested on Kelrian's face. His eyes were half-closed but still rested on her, one of his hands rested on her head and pulled slightly on her hair. The facial expression he made was proof enough that he enjoyed her oral pleasuring.

She had wanted to keep pleasuring him like this but Kelrian had other plans. He put his other hand beneath her chin, then he repositioned himself a little before he lifted her chin and pushed his dick as deep in her throat as possible. If Sylvanas would still be alive she might have chocked but because she didn't need to breathe, her gag reflex was no longer intact. She had no problem having every single inch of his member in her mouth and throat. She continued to lick his shaft with her tongue, staring at him while she was deepthroating him.

Kelrian felt his heart beating rapidly in his chest, his skin tingled excitingly and more moans escaped his lips which became louder over time. His fingers were tangled in her hair and pulled on it slightly, his other hand caressed her cold cheek.

Sylvanas didn't need long to bring him close to his climax. She was an expert at giving him blowjobs. In life, she had often done it when she had been too busy with work to have ordinary sex but had still wanted to satisfy Kelrian's sexual needs. She had always enjoyed the taste of his dick and she enjoyed it even in death. She wondered what his sperm would taste like now that she was dead. She was looking forward to finding it out.

She didn't need long to bring him over the edge. His breathing was loud and fast, he pulled on her hair much tighter than before and then his warm dick started to twitch until a sticky liquid shot out. The corners of her lips formed a smile as she heard him cry out her name. His dick stopped twitching eventually and he didn't hesitate to pull it out.

"That was tasty," Sylvanas said and got up, putting her hands on his cheeks.

"I nearly forgot how good you are with your mouth," Kelrian admitted.

Sylvanas just smirked and said nothing in return.

"Seems you deserve a reward, Sylvanas," Kelrian said and wrapped his left arm around her waist. He lifted her up with no problem and carried her to the bed, placing her on top of it. Sylvanas spread her legs and bit her bottom lip softly. Anticipation was reflected by her red eyes.

"Come on, Kelrian. My pussy is already awaiting your thick dick."

Kelrian didn't need to be told twice. He sat between her legs and put his dick on her wet southern lips, rubbing it against them. He noticed the impatience in her eyes but that didn't stop him from teasing her a little. Only when her eyes narrowed, he decided to stop teasing her. He had no problem sliding his dick in her needy pussy. Her inner walls tightened around his dick, making him feel good and letting a few moans escape his lips. But not only his. A loud moan escaped her lips as the tip of his cock hit her g-spot for the first time. Her pussy was full but Kelrian's dick was so huge that not everything fit in her.

"By the Sunwell... You are so tight, Sylvanas," he moaned out.

Sylvanas grinned. "I know how much you like tight pussies, Kel. I know you love my body. Admit it."

Kelrian stared into her eyes. "You are so beautiful and your pussy feels so good."

"You are more handsome than ever. The fel made you more attractive than you were before."

Kelrian grinned. "I know. I saw how wide your eyes became when you saw my large dick. You are a very naughty person, Sylvanas. I bet you are very good to fuck." He pulled his dick out a little and then slammed into her cave, making her moan loudly. Kelrian grinned. "Oh, you liked that, you little slut."

Sylvanas' eyes narrowed a little. "Less talking, more doing."

Kelrian chuckled and slammed his dick in her again, causing that another moan escaped her lips but also his. His eyes rested on her large breasts which Sylvanas was cupping and kneading softly. The tip of his cock hit her g-spot again. And again. And again. He was pumping his dick in and out in a fast rhythm.

But that was not all he was doing. He put his right hand on her neck and exerted pressure. He choked her but not too hard and she enjoyed the additional kick it gave her. His strong hand around her neck, his massive cock in her pussy. That was everything she wanted. She wanted him so badly. She wanted to feel the tip of his cock against her g-spot as often as possible. She didn't want him to stop penetrating her and he had no intention to stop.

His dick went wild in her, her frequent moans turned into a melody and his moans became were loud and frequent. She felt so good around his dick. There was nothing he wanted to do more than fucking Sylvanas until she couldn't take it anymore. But she hadn't reached that point yet. She still had enough stamina to hold out. She didn't want what to stop what they were doing. Feeling him inside her was the best feeling she had felt since she had broken free from the Scourge.

They remained in this position for a while, staring in each other's eyes. Kelrian removed his hand from her throat and laid on top of her, making sure that he was not hurting her. He was much taller and heavier than her but Sylvanas didn't feel any pain. She was trapped beneath his massive body but she had no desire to get him off her. She just wanted him to keep making her feel good. She wanted her lower desires to be satisfied by him.

Kelrian started to kiss the other side of her neck which wasn't marked yet and left many love bites there. He didn't stop pumping his dick in and out. The melody of moans that escaped her lips was music to his ears. He didn't stop making her feel good until he couldn't take it anymore. His dick twitched for the second time of the night and his sperms shout out and filled Sylvanas' core.

His chest rose and fell. He was breathing heavily. He was exhausted because Sylvanas had really pushed him to his limits. He had filled her up with his cum. Normally, he would ask her if she took the pill but he didn't need to ask her this time because there was no way she could get pregnant. She was dead and will never be able to give birth to a child again.

Kelrian laid on her for a few minutes and then got up from her, pulling his still stiff dick out. His gaze fell on Sylvanas' pussy out of which a small amount of cum was flowing out. He had released an extra-large load of cum inside her. "That was wonderful," said Kelrian and set next to Sylvanas who was frowning at him. An irritated look could be seen on her face but he didn't approach her about that.

"What are you doing?" asked Sylvanas.

Kelrian raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Sylvanas tilted her head. "We are not done here!"

Kelrian chuckled. "I am done as you have noticed. I filled your filthy pussy with my cum."

"I'm not done. I didn't reach my second orgasm yet."

Kelrian shrugged. "And that should bother me?"

Sylvanas' eyes narrowed. "You can't be serious..."

Kelrian gave her a mischievous grin. "Well...I have enough for the night but if you want to reach your second orgasm, you have two options. Either you toy with your clit until you come or... You beg me to make you come."

Sylvanas' eyes narrowed. Her voice sounded shrill and outrageous. "I do not beg. At least not twice in the same night."

Kelrian gave her an amused look. "Big ego, hm? Your pride is standing in your way... Too bad. You know your options so make your choice."

"You want to be the dominant one, right? I'm sorry to tell you this but that role doesn't fit you. That's my role, it has always been."

"Times change, so do people. I no longer want to be the one who is getting dominated. I want us to be equal when we make love."

"Equal? Do you mean that we should switch roles from time to time?"

Kelrian snapped his fingers. "That's it."

Sylvanas tilted her head. "Fine, I allow you to be the dominant one this time but next time I'm in control. Is that clear?"

Kelrian grinned. "Sure. I can live with that."

"Good," Sylvanas said quietly and smiled at him.

"Now beg me to fuck you," Kelrian demanded.

Sylvanas sighed. It was not easy for her to speak the following words. "Please fuck me, Kelrian and allow me to cum on your thick dick."

A triumphing grin appeared on the blood elf's lips. "That's what I wanted to hear. Now turn around and get on your knees, banshee."

Sylvanas obeyed and pointed her well-formed ass at him. Kelrian didn't hesitate to get over to her and put his cock on her ass. He groped her butt cheeks for nearly three minutes before he showed mercy and inserted his dick in her pussy. He pressed her upper body down, pressing her head against the mattress as he took her from behind. His pumps were fast and strong, his fingers were toying with her clit and made her feel much better than she already did. He stimulated her clit while he shoved his dick in and out. He loved the sounds she made. These sounds were not as lovely and pleasant to hear as the sounds she had made in life but he still enjoyed to hear them.

Sylvanas held out much longer than expected. He had just wanted to make her cum but before he managed to achieve that, he came for the third time of the night. His climax triggered her orgasm. She rocked her hips against his dick, riding out her orgasm slowly.

Kelrian pulled his dick out when she was done, noticing that it became slack. He had reached his limit. Sylvanas turned around and grin. "2 to 3. Seems I've won. I made you come three times while you only made me come two times."

Kelrian raised an eyebrow playfully. "This is not a contest, Sylvanas."

The undead elf nodded. "I know but still." She paused. "It was wonderful. I'm looking forward to doing it again."

"Your pussy is still the best so I have no reason to deny your request. Feel free to come to me whenever you want."

Sylvanas got up from the bed and picked up her clothes. "I will but next time I will be in charge otherwise..."

"You won't come to me and go to Verena instead?"

Sylvanas said nothing.

"If it makes you happy to be the dominant one then you can be in charge the next time."

Sylvanas smiled. "Good." She put on her clothes and looked at him for the last time before she left his room and closed the door behind her.

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Kelrian woke up with a start and sat up quickly, checking his surroundings. His tent was not illuminated but he still could see everything around him. He was alone in his tent. Elena hadn't dared to sneak in his tent like the previous night. She had learned from her mistakes. She had learned it the hard way. Elena had tried to force her will upon him once again.

Kelrian had not just walked away like the last time. He had had a serious conversation with her which had ended with him telling her that he will break up with her. Elena had been shocked and had loudly protested but Kelrian had frozen her feet and walked away. He couldn't believe Elena had changed so much. He still couldn't believe she had become a totally different person. He had no idea why she had changed so much.

She had been a very affectionate person. She had been so sweet and innocent. But she had changed. She had become a very arrogant, jealous and violent person. A person who freaked out when she didn't get what she wanted. She had changed to a real bitch. He was sure the fel energy was responsible for that. He had no other reasonable explanation for their drastic change.

He was worried about his brethren who had also consumed fel energy. He was worried about the consequences of the fel energies. He was afraid that his brethren would change as negatively as Elena had. He felt betrayed. His father had told him that the felstones were good for the sin'dorei and he had believed him. But it was not his father's fault.

Lord Illidan was the one who had told his father to absorb the energies storied in felstones. He had told them that these stones will satisfy their hunger but he hadn't told them about the side effects. He hadn't told him about the drastic changes that could occur.

Kelrian could only hope that Elena had been a special case and that most blood elves would experience no bad side effects. His people had already suffered enough, so he didn't want them to suffer more. He was their prince so he had every reason to be worried about them. He was also worried what the fel magic would do to him. Will he become a real asshole like Elena or will he be different? Will he change or will the fel not affect him at all?

He hadn't noticed yet that other blood elves had changed as well. Elena was the first one who had changed so drastically. She had been the only one so far. It was not unlikely that the fel will not affect everyone. He could only hope for the best outcome.

He knew it was the best to stop absorbing more fel energy but he had already consumed so much of it. He assumed that it was already too late. All he could do was to stop consuming more fel to prevent his hunger from getting worse. But he also knew what the lack of energy will do to him and his people. It will mean their ends.

Their hunger had gotten worse since they had started to absorb fel energies. Their hunger for magic was stronger than ever. Stopping to absorb these necessary energies will be their doom. They had no other choice than consuming more fel until they would find an alternative. If there was an alternative. They were in the middle of a vicious circle from which they couldn't escape. All they could do was to give in and absorb more energies.

Kelrian's gaze fell on one of these green glowing crystals that stuck out of his backpack. He felt the desire to grab it and absorb its energy but he managed to resist this time. Resisting the urge was usually not very easy. Sometimes the urge was too strong so that he could not stop himself from satisfying his desire. He couldn't stop himself from absorbing more fel energy.

He knew it wasn't good for him and for anyone else but he had no other choice. He was addicted to fel magic and he didn't even deny it. The fel was worse than the worst drug he could imagine. It made him stronger, made him feel better but he could no longer live without it. His body demanded more and more.

He had absorbed the entire portion of a large felstone the previous evening, so he had no urge to absorb more fel at this moment. He was satisfied for the moment but it was only a matter of time until his body would demand more. Kelrian got up from his bed and walked over to the table on which a bowl of water stood. He dipped his face into the water, washed it. He dried his face with a towel and then he went to the nearest chair and took a seat.

The dream he had that night came to his mind. He assumed it was a vision and not just a normal dream. He had had visions before. He had seen Sylvanas fighting Arthas before the invasion had started and he had seen her death after the fall of Silvermoon. He had no doubt that he had abilities no one else had but he had no control over them. He couldn't look into the future or into the past whenever he wanted. He saw things from time to time and he had no control over what he was seeing and when he was seeing things.

He was still surprised by what he had seen in the vision. He had seen Sylvanas but not the Sylvanas he remembered. The Sylvanas he had seen had been dead. Her skin had been light-blue and her eyes had been crimson red. She had changed so much. But so had he. The man in the vision had looked like him. He was sure it was him. He was sure it was a future version of him. The man had been a bit taller and more muscular than him. He had the same face as him, the same green eyes but he had behaved differently. He had been more self-confident. Much more self-confident.

Kelrian didn't know if he would change for the better or for the worse if the vision would come true. He didn't like this version of him. He knew that the line between self-confidence and overconfidence was pretty thin.

There were so many questions in his mind. Many questions to which he had no answers. It was not unlikely that the fel would turn him into this person. Nevertheless, this change would be far better than the change that had happened to Elena. Being very self-confident or even overconfident was much better than being a selfish bitch as Elena was.

He was still thinking about what he had seen in the vision. His future version and Sylvanas had had sex. He was wondering if that meant he would come together with her one day. The way they had made love...Appeared so strange to him. He had the impression that love had played no role there. It seemed to him they just had sex for fun or to satisfy their needs. He doubted that his future version and Sylvanas were in a romantic relationship. The way they had behaved and looked at each other... He was sure they had only felt sexual desire for each other.

He had no idea what he should think about it. It was obvious that this version of Sylvanas was not the Sylvanas he had loved with all his heart. She had changed but so had he. Or will he in this case. He was wondering if there was a small part of the Sylvanas he had known left in the undead Sylvanas. He was wondering if a relationship with her would be possible. He was wondering how kissing her would feel like.

Would it feel good? Or strange? She was a corpse after all. A moving corpse to be exact. He was wondering if having sex with Sylvanas would make him a necrophile. She was dead after all but on the other hand, she was not really dead. She was still alive...More or less. She was not really alive but not really dead either. Her existence was a mystery to him.

Kelrian was sure he would meet her one day. He was hoping he would meet her after they had killed Arthas and destroyed the Frozen Throne. He wondered if killing Arthas and destroying Frostmourne would bring her back somehow. It sounded impossible but he was still hoping that it would happen. He believed in miracles. He never expected to escape from Zul'Aman but he had still managed to do it somehow.

He had already done the impossible one time, so he was hoping he could do it again. He hoped Sylvanas would be alive again if he would kill Arthas, destroy his cursed runeblade and free her soul that way. The chances for that were pretty low but he didn't lose hope. He hoped that the impossible would become possible.

Kelrian got up from his chair and started to get dressed, leaving his tent as soon as he was done. It was still dark outside but he saw no point in lying down in his bed and trying to fall asleep again. He was awake and he wouldn't fall asleep so soon. It was cold outside but that didn't bother him because his clothes kept him warm enough. He was no longer wearing his Ranger-Captain uniform, instead, his clothes resembled those of his father

He wore steel armour that was not too heavy so that he could move freely and act quickly. The armour was enchanted to protect him better from magic, arrows and weapons. A long red cape was attached to his shoulder plates. There was no hood beneath which he could hide his long blond hair. It was exposed and combed to the right side. Just like the hair of his future version. The only difference was that his hair was not as long as the hair of his future version.

Kelrian stomped through the snow that covered the ground until he came to the lookout tower in the east of the base. He climbed on top of it and spotted Vara and three of her rangers. Vara gave him a curious look. "Your shift starts in two hours... What are you doing here so soon?"

"I just woke up and I had the impression that I wouldn't fall asleep again so quickly, so I decided to do something useful in the meantime."

"I see."

Kelrian let his gaze wander but it was too dark to see much. "The nights in Northrend are much darker than in Quel'Thalas. We have to be very careful."

Vara agreed. "It's very dangerous to go outside in the middle of the night. Let's hope our scouts found a place to rest. Who knows how many undead creatures are in Northrend and where they are hiding?"

"Arthas is somewhere in this dull, cold wasteland. We just have to find him and then we will bring him to justice."

Vara nodded. "And then we can finally return to Silvermoon."

"I haven't seen my son for over a year. I can't wait to see him again, the same counts for my sisters-in-law and the rest of my family."

"At least you have someone who waits for you. I have no one left. As you know, my sister died in the Second War and my lover was killed by the Scourge."

Kelrian noticed the sadness in her eyes. He put a hand on her shoulder and gave her a comforting look. "He was my best friend, so I miss him too. Zetai was a good man. He may have done some questionable things in the past, like killing the wife of Zul'jin as an act of vengeance, but he was a good man after all. He didn't deserve to die by Arthas' hands. Nobody deserved that."

Vara was silent. She stared in the darkness, a thoughtful look could be seen on her face. Kelrian said nothing else. He stood next to her and looked in a different direction. They remained silent until the end of Vara's shift. She patted his left shoulder, muttered a few words to him and then climbed down the lookout tower. The other rangers followed her and were replaced by others. Kelrian was glad that Elena was not among those rangers. He didn't have the nerves to argue with her or bear her bad mood.

The shift ran smoothly, nothing extraordinary happened. The surroundings had been quiet, no animals or undead creature had approached the base. Kelrian left the lookout tower when his shift was over and went to the middle of the base.

The morning had already dawned but the surroundings were barely illuminated by the sun. Northrend was a very cold and dark place. The base was additionally illuminated by torches and magical fires so everyone was able to see where they were walking.

Kelrian spotted his father, Lady Vashj and Illidan in front of Illidan's tent. He walked over to them and greeted them. They greeted him in return. "Have the spies returned? Have they found him?" Kelrian asked curiously.

Illidan nodded. "One of them spotted Arthas and his undead army. They are heading north."

"We have to chase him."

"You, Lady Vashj and Kael'thas will take care of Arthas and his army while Tyrande and I will find a way to destroy the Frozen Throne," explained the demon hunter.

"When will we set off?"

"As soon as we can."

A small smile appeared on Kelrian's lips. "Perfect. I'm looking forward to meeting this bastard again. But this time, I will kill him."