Sylvanas had been different back then. She had still been a lively, mischievous girl, like the girl next door. She was beautiful. When the two Windrunner sisters stood together, many people even thought Sylvanas was prettier than Alleria. Yet once they were apart, more people remembered Alleria's beauty.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk had felt that way himself, and at first he had found it strange. Later, he had figured it out. Alleria's beauty came primarily from the noble bearing that radiated from within. That grace was so beautiful that it could make people overlook her already lovely appearance.
Sylvanas's beauty back then, on the other hand, worked from the outside inward. She had not yet developed that mature, noble bearing, and still seemed like an innocent girl next door. It was precisely that approachable quality that had allowed Yu Lin Bloodhawk to grow so close to her.
Although Sylvanas often teased Yu Lin Bloodhawk, and sometimes even forced him into things with almost unreasonable demands, he had never truly been angry with her. Perhaps he had felt a little annoyed in the moment, but afterward he would soon forget it.
He always forgot the pain once the wound healed, falling for Sylvanas's tricks again and again, because he never really took any of it to heart. Deep down, he had never been angry with Sylvanas at all. Anything that upset him would vanish from his mind in the blink of an eye.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk's almost indulgent attitude toward Sylvanas did not stem from any romantic feelings for her. Rather, he harbored a deep compassion for her. Whenever he thought of the tragic life Sylvanas had led in the original history, pain stabbed at his heart.
Sylvanas might not have been the first person Yu Lin Bloodhawk had met after coming