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Sound: an Illidan/Kael'thas Story	By : flagfish Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3237 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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In the soft light of fel crystals Rommath worked with clever efficiency to have Kael'thas readied; that evening Illidan had asked to speak with Kael privately about something important, and Rommath suspected it had to do with the arcane. He had asked to meet at an altar located beneath the ground floor, where Rommath could swear he'd felt distinctly the allure of powerful magic; it wasn't his place to speak of such things, he knew, and he'd reserved such information for His Highness directly.
"My Liege would do well to listen carefully tonight," he said respectfully while helping Kael out of his bath; with practiced proficiency he got to work having him dried, Rommath had tended to his prince with unwavering devotion almost since boyhood. Kael'thas leaned carefully and pressed his lips to his forehead, he thought distantly of his upcoming meeting while allowing him to work, and finally proceeded into his bedchamber when Rommath pulled his towel away.
Back during his days growing up at the Spire Kael might have loved to reside at a place like this, something utterly foreign and different from his suffocating palace life— however, now his thoughts lingered ever on things he had lost, things he'd taken for granted and found he'd missed achingly, for the first time he'd made a conscious effort to be the prince his father had tried and failed to mold him into.
Behind him Rommath already had got to work on his hair, he wove careful enchantments into the still-damp bundles while proceeding to summon the robes he'd selected for his meeting; as ever he'd worked with rigorous perfectionism, his aesthetic as Kael's first in command was a deep matter of pride.
As much as he liked to see his Highness finally acknowledge his Thalassian identity, Rommath bled inside for the price at which this came, and for the first time he found he had wished to see his prince once more as the mischievous, defiant boy he'd been before the kingdom's fall; he'd been happy in those days.
"This way, my Liege," he said with patient composure, he held one wrist up as to demonstrate how Kael ought to do, and then went on skillfully to fasten the intricate binds of his sleeve; he remembered countless times he'd dressed him, aware that what luxurious imported robes he'd chosen for him would inevitably wind up in a pile on the floor at the Legerdemain Lounge, within only hours.
Kael now made a visible effort at traditional Thalassian mannerism, he regarded his reflection in the looking glass while Rommath worked on the skirts of his robes; in the iridescent glow of the crystals he appeared distant somehow, even to himself, he tried without realizing to be what his father must have hoped for.
He never spoke in Common anymore, not after what happened at Dalaran; but Rommath had found, without his awareness, that Kael still now kept his Kirin Tor robes, a wand with the academy's emblem, and an empty reagent pouch which long ago he'd acquired from Jaina.
Rommath's heart had twisted with loathing for the Kirin Tor and the humans, but despite this he'd kept careful care of these simple treasures, he knew what they'd meant to his prince, and this came far above his own feelings.
He helped lead him through the labyrinth of the Temple to the corridor, and then directed his attention to the stairwell that led down from there; he began on another explanation when Kael quietly spoke partway into his words.
"You can feel it, can't you," his voice issued somber and low, but laced very subtly with longing; his eyes came momentarily closed and his hands tightened, he mouthed softly, "His magic is completely pure— but this is something even purer, it's intoxicating—"
Rommath watched for some time before willing himself into discipline, he straightened himself, ears stiff at attention, aware of his duty to serve as the voice of reason— even as everything in him longed for a taste of the potent magic which emanated from chambers below. He was very much intrigued despite everything to hear from Kael after his meeting, as to what sorts of energies Illidan had kept concealed there.
"It's certainly a powerful sort of magic, isn't it?" he asked; he focused his efforts nonetheless on Kael, to be sure he was in proper form to meet Illidan, and while he watched his fluid descent down the steps he guarded him in his heart. He whispered a silent enchantment which glittered immaterially around Kael, and left him protected just in the event that he might succumb despite himself to the magic's allure.
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Long before Kael had reached the inner chamber he'd been taken profoundly by the energies which whispered all around; they wafted almost tangibly through the air, something unmistakably potent and more immaculately refined than anything he'd known.
"Master," he mouthed softly, "you asked to see me—"
At the far end of the hall Illidan's form came visible like a dark silhouette against the iridescent tendrils of his spell, his dark hair batted around him wildly, his features were outlined in raw light; he regarded Kael only slightly from over one shoulder and asked him with quiet composure to come close.
Inside him Kael felt his pulse quicken, he became aware of a yearning more achingly desperate than anything he'd remembered, and it was almost physically painful; "What is it?" he asked, his voice came tremulous and hoarse, but even as he spoke he felt himself advance, like he acted beyond his own control.
Somehow, Illidan was entirely disciplined against the enticement of this magic, his true strength came overwhelming in moments like these; Kael wasn't conscious of Illidan's hold on him until he was gently drawing him back from the powerful source, his voice came composed and quiet.
"Easy," he said to Kael; "not all at once."
"Master," Kael's voice came with soft anguish, he leaned despite himself on Illidan's arm while he drew hungrily on the enchanted energies, until finally Illidan went on to pull him back.
At that, Kael regarded him with visible frustration, he practically pouted when he'd been made to stop; "Please," he said, his eyes went shut and he tried to collect himself. He still could feel the arcane force course through him like lifeblood, the pleasure of it caressed him even now; across from him Illidan regarded him unreadably until at last he nodded and said, "Maybe it's too soon."
"No," Kael mouthed quietly; "no, I want to know— please tell me, Master, why you've summoned me—"
"Shh..." Illidan said, already he was guiding Kael away from the spell's source; "We'll try again another time— are you listening?"
"I—" Kael paused in frustration; he turned his gaze to Illidan from where he'd been eyeing the volatile enchantment from before, then shrank a little with the realization that he'd been defiant. "I'm sorry," he murmured, but it had become fantastically difficult to stay controlled.
"You want more," Illidan said; the words reverberated subtly through the expanse of the chamber, and Kael felt himself a wretched creature when he admitted helplessly that he did. "More badly than anything," he breathed, just barely a whisper.
(On to Chapter 7)
A/N: I would love to find someone interested in roleplaying Warcraft lore, especially Illidan/Kael'thas, Wrathion/Anduin, or Varian/Arthas (if this is still on here then I'm still looking, haha!) I've had a very difficult time finding anyone interested in this, as WoW fangirls usually like RPing their OCs (which I'm not interested in doing). I don't mind at all if you don't know much lore, if English isn't your first language, if you're a little shy, or if you're new to Warcraft or to RPing; I just like writing with someone else who's passionate about the same stuff =) If you feel like giving it a go, then please reach me through the contact info on my profile. Thank you! ^^
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