Late that night, Yu Lin Bloodhawk tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Whenever he closed his eyes, he remembered Alleria sleeping in this bed. Before they had much to do with each other, beautiful as she was, she had stirred nothing in his heart. He would not even have cared all that much whether she lived or died.
At most, if he had heard about it, he would have sighed softly a few times and felt sorry for her. It would never have left him as restless as he was now, unable even to sleep peacefully.
He tried several times to force himself to sleep, but the harder he tried, the harder it became. Finally, he gave up, threw on some clothes, and left the room. He went to the hammock where he usually rested and lay down to watch the moon. Woven from hemp rope, the hammock was sturdy, something he had specially asked someone to make for him. It hung between two trees outside, a place for him to rest after his usual training.
The spring weather was still quite chilly, and the moonlight had a cold, pale cast to it. But there was one advantage: no mosquitoes or other little insects disturbed him. He could gaze up at the moon in peace and let his mind wander.
What was Alleria doing now? Was she unable to sleep too? Was she staring at the same moon, just like me? What was she thinking? Why didn't she leave me a message?
*Whether she loved me or hated me, she should at least have let me know! She left without a word, yet left a dozen guards behind to watch me. What did that mean? She had the guards tell me to find a way to help Sylvanas. Why wouldn't