She ran all the way there. She stopped at his door and panted. Pushing back her hair she knocked softly. Out of the corner of her eye she caught a movement, but it disappeared when he opened the door.
"I was starting to worry you'd changed your mind." He kissed her.
"I got... delayed." She laughed. "Sorry, I meant to come sooner, but you know how distracted I am."
"Elunara tells me you can lock on to your books so hard, that anything can go on around you and you not notice."
She blushed. "Yeah."
"Did you ask Elunara about a floor plan?"
"A what?" She blinked.
"To build a house?"
"Oh. OH! You're serious about that?" She considered. Shaking her head she dumped the dirty clothes in the pile. "No, but I did find something interesting."
"What?"
"Ah, damn it, I left the pages on Elunara's desk." She sighed. "Anyway, going through Elunara's drawings, I found Kathleen in some of Elunara's pictures of Stormwind."
He blinked at her. "I'll be damned."
"If I remember the dates correctly, the picture is almost six years ago."
"That's slightly terrifying."
She shivered. "I think I was followed."
Now he was incensed. "What?"
"They vanished when you opened the door."
He wrapped his arms around her. "You're safe now."
She looked up at him and smiled. "Yeah, I am."
Kathleen smashed the vase against the wall. "That stupid bitch!" She stomped on the broken shards.
John held the ice pack to his head and winced. He had been sleeping off the hangover, when Kathleen had stormed in. "You knew she'd go back."
"Just because he had her once, doesn't mean she gets to do it again."
John decided pointing out that it was more than once, was just plain stupid.
"She will NOT keep MY husband away from me!"
He also decided that arguing semantics with Kathleen was impossible. "Sis, we'll figure it out."
She paced back and forth. "The rumor isn't spreading fast enough. What is wrong with this stupid town, that a rumor takes so damned long to spread?!" She tossed a random breakable thing against the wall.
"No one wants to say anything bad against Elunara. They're damned terrified of her already."
"But WHY?" Kathleen growled. "She's just some dumb whore that services the men. Everywhere else in the universe she'd be reviled and rejected, not allowed to come out with the common folk."
John winced and sighed. "Elunara is a power all her own. You want to know why, you go talk to her."
"Maybe I will!" She stopped and cocked her head to the side. "Maybe I will..." She murmured.
Captain Jordan was pleased to see that General Renwa was in his office first thing in the morning. He raised an eyebrow at Zelinnia, sitting at her desk, neatly going through paperwork. "Sir." Captain Jordan Saluted.
"At ease."
"Sir, the new aqueduct is coming along according to schedule, but there's a land dispute to the east of it."
"With?"
"Our men and the... locals."
"I assume you use the term loosely."
"Since they're what we believe are the origins of the spore people, yes."
"Fun. See if there are any wandering adventurers nearby before dispatching our men."
"Understood." Captain fidgeted. "Sir, good to see you back on track."
Renwa laughed at the closed door. "A couple of days off, and suddenly I'm derailed."
She grinned at him. "Well, I enjoyed derailing you. Maybe we can do it more often."
He started to stand, but there was a knock on the door. "Enter!"
Both stared in shock at the woman in the large yellow sun bonnet.
"Oh, General Renwa, I..." She froze as she stared at Zelinnia.
Zelinnia hoped that her expression gave away nothing, but she knew without a doubt, what white hot hate looked like. She had seen that expression before, on Elunara's face. When it was turned on her, she felt ice cold.
The woman tore her face away and fluttered a fan in front of her. She acted as if she would swoon.
Swallowing a sigh, Renwa pulled forth a chair. "Please, sit."
