The sun shined on the golden and red domes of the city with an unfamiliar brightness. I’d not seen the city in many years, and when Naelyssa decided to go there after the fighting was done, she asked me to come along. I suppose everything here was more vibrant, given that the Burning Legion had been defeated. Though, my attention was more shifted towards the beautiful hero to my right.
Nae was a bit shorter than I with long raven black hair, usually pulled back in a bun of sorts with a messy look to it. I preferred to keep my hair, more or less, down. She looked absolutely stunning, with smooth skin and golden eyes that contrasted with the silver of mine. I’d often fantasized about the feel of that skin against mine.
Naelyssa and I met as the Nighthold had fallen to the heroes of Azeroth. She was one of the very champions that ascended the powerful fortress and unseated Elisande. Meanwhile, I was helping the civilians evacuated safely away from the fighting. I envied Naelyssa for that, but my role in the rebellion was equally important, some would say. We’d been friends ever since and closer each day.