"What's the mission?"
Elunara shook her head. "I'm stuck in city, babysitting."
"Oof. What of me?"
"Go fleece somebody." She snorted.
After the delegation left, King Wrynn rubbed his neck and sighed. He felt like he'd rather be a pit fighter than deal with these obnoxious politics. Making his way to his room, he rolled his shoulder. A loud thump had him jolting and turning around.
The Night Elf woman rose up, bloody dagger in hand. "Are you injured?"
He dropped his stance and blinked. "No?"
Dismissing him, the night elf stooped back down and began to rifle through the body. He started down at her victim. She pocketed a few items, before turning the body over. She tugged a notebook out of her pocket and began to sketch.
"Please explain yourself."
"This bitch here tried to kill you. You're welcome." Once she was satisfied, she tucked the book back in her pocket. "I'll deal with it."
He continued to stand there blinking at her, as she hauled the body up onto her shoulder and walked off as if she carried a pillow. Curious, he followed her through the castle and outside.
She dumped the body in front of the guards. "Assassin, deal with it."
"Uh, sure, Elunara."
Nodding, she turned and jolted. "Oh. Well, this is convenient."
"Convenient?" His eyebrow shot up.
Marching past him, she flipped her hair. "I have to check your room for traps."
"Uh, why?"
"Because it has come to the attention of the SI:7, that someone wants you dead. Possibly multiple people. I've been assigned to keep you alive." Over her shoulder, she eyed him and licked her lips. "Not as painful as I expected." She shrugged and headed on.
"I don't think..."
She held her hand up. "You have an issue with me, you ask Mathias about it. Now if you'll excuse me, this will only take a few minutes." She closed the door in his face.
He blinked at the door with shock. After a moment, she stepped out. "Sweet dreams, hot stuff."
Somehow, she disappeared in front of his face.
The next day, she appeared in the main area. "Sleep well?"
Eyeing her, he sighed. "Fine, thank you."
"Cool." She leapt and grabbed the rafter, pulling herself up.
He stared up at her. "That's... an interesting place to be."
"I'll stay out of your way, do my job, and have a nice little view. She scooted back and got comfortable. Pulling out her sketchbook, she began to work.
After another round of meetings and paperwork, Varian sighed and rubbed his neck.
"You know, I'm amazing at back massages."
Varian looked up.
"If you want one, of course."
"I'm fine, thank you."
"Your choice." She shrugged.
When he started to walk out, she dropped down, following behind him. "Why are you following me?"
"Because I have to." She tucked her book away.
"Hm."
"You really carry too much tension in your neck. If you're not having headaches, I'd be amazed."
"Are you a healer now?"
"I just know bodies." She shrugged.
"What is your name?"
"Name's Elunara, code name "The Whore". Nice to meet you."
He stopped and stared at her. "The Whore?"
"Before you ask, I chose it."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm honest."
He blinked at her. "Alright." Shaking his head, he continued on his path. They stopped at the door of Mathias' office.
"Well, that's the safest place you can be, I'll wait out here." She leaned against the wall.
Varian stepped into Mathias' office and frowned.
"Ah, I suspect you've met your tail."
"What is going on?"
"It's come to my attention that your life is in danger. I've assigned my best agent to keep you safe until we can locate the mastermind."
"Which is a woman called "the whore"?" He jerked a thumb over his shoulder.
"I assure you, Elunara is our best. She's difficult to manage and impossible to control, but she does exemplary work. I would trust no other."
"I see..."
"I have to admit, she can be a bit off putting, but she has a strict code of honor, regardless of how skewed it is. If she presses you for sex, and you tell her no, that's all she requires. She won't ask again."
"You're... familiar with this practice?"
"She has never actually propositioned me. However, many of our agents can attest to this mentality. To be perfectly honest, no one really knows anything about her from before she came to Stormwind. However, she has pledged herself to the Alliance, and has done excellent work for us for the past fifteen years. I trust her judgment and her opinions are never off." Mathias stood up and sighed. "I should tell you that, while her attention span can be somewhat lacking, I've gotten used to her "requirements". She's the best person for the job, because I gave her a fairly attractive male to keep alive."
Varian blinked. "Do what?"
"Elunara is addicted to sex. It actually does something to her brain if she goes any length of time without it. As a result, one of the easiest ways to keep her in check; is to assign her out in some way that can satisfy that need. I am by no means telling you to have sex with her, but do not be surprised to find your guards in compromising positions." Mathias sighed. "Interestingly enough, men who have had sex with her, tend to become obsessed. As far as I am aware, she does her best to discourage this behavior, but it has led to some very awkward positions. And I don't mean sexually. I'd advise you to keep your hands off of her."
When he finally walked out of Mathias' office, she fell in step behind him. "I assume he gave you "the lecture"." She wiggled her fingers.
"The lecture?"
"The ol' "Don't fuck Elunara because she'll turn you into a simpering heap of worshipful stupid" speech."
Varian eyed her. "He MAY have mentioned it."
"He's not wrong." She snorted.
"ELUNARA!"
She winced. "Shit."
A man ran up and grabbed her hands. "Oh, it's so GOOD to see you again!"
"Yeah, uh..." She snapped her fingers.
