It Definitely Will

The Ghostlands? The name sounded quite fitting. Now everyone else called this the forest the Windrunner family had guarded for thousands of years. Alleria awoke from her sleep, surprised to find the sky still shrouded in darkness. Although candles were lit in her secluded, simple hut, they couldn't dispel the shadows outside the window.

She shifted on the wooden bed. The slender, Elf Ranger was several months pregnant, so she wasn't wearing her usual Ranger outfit, but only a silver nightgown, making no attempt to hide her pregnancy.

Anyone who has seen her can clearly see the changes in her physique. It's important to understand that in history, it was already extremely rare for humans and Elf to walk together, and no one had ever had a child with an Elf before.

Whenever she thought of Nathanos, she would be overcome with sorrow, but when she touched her growing belly, her face would light up with joy and surprise.

Several months have passed! In those months, she has endured so much hardship. During the fight against the Scourge, her beloved Nathanos went missing, almost vanished. Her sister, Sylvanas, the Female Elf currently sleeping soundly on the wooden table, had tried to find Nathanos, but to no avail. That's what she said.

Thinking of this, Alleria could no longer hide the bitterness in her heart. Countless times she doubted whether Nathanos could ever return to her side, and countless times she encouraged herself that he would definitely come back.

After handing over the position of Ranger-General to Vareesa, Alleria had more free time than ever before. To distract herself from the pain of the kingdom's downfall during this period of idleness, she often reminisced about the time she had spent with Nathanos.

Missing him is bittersweet.

Together they defeated the Orcs Horde, faced the Red Dragon, and participated in the war for the Dark Portal. The Female Elf was deeply consumed by hatred for the Horde, and Nathanos did everything he could to heal her wounds. Only then did these two previously incompatible souls come together.

Afterward, they maintained contact through their respective work. Once everything settled down, it seemed there was only one path for them. Despite the opposition and skepticism around them, Alleria and Nathanos decided to never be apart. They became engaged and tried to start a normal life in such a chaotic world.

Until the Scourge, true to its name, arrived uninvited without warning.

To resist the tide of the Undead, they once again fought side by side. She fought for her land, and he fought simply for her.

The outcome wasn't all good, as many lost loved ones, friends, and family. But those who survived only suffered more from the loss. Quel'Thalas was annihilated. Thousands of souls killed by Arthas's minions turned against them, serving their enemies. Those slain souls were resurrected.

Alleria's family is almost entirely gone. Her parents died long ago; her brother went elsewhere with a human named Nat Pagle and his whereabouts are unknown. Fortunately, her two sisters are still with her.

As she pondered this, the Female Elf turned her gaze to Sylvanas, making sure she was still there.

Before her sister could wake up, Alleria got up on her own. Despite being almost five months pregnant, she was still very agile.

"Why...are you always like this?" Sylvanas heard the noise the moment Alleria got out of bed and immediately woke up. There were red marks on the left side of her face and left arm from rubbing against each other. "You should have woken me up, Alleria, so I could help you to your feet."

"I can do it myself, sister. I can do it."

"Everything you do should be aimed at ensuring that you can give birth to the baby in your belly in good health."

Alleria knew Sylvanas was serious. During this time, Sylvanas became her guardian, taking care of her daily needs, and her sister Vareesa would occasionally bring her precious magical crystals to alleviate her Fel Addiction symptoms.

"Let me help you lie down; you should rest more."

Alleria couldn't stop her sister's repeated requests, so she sighed and did as she was told.

Despite the immense losses, her sister had not lost her courage and faith. This surprised Sylvanas. She believed the devastating events had cast a deep shadow over Alleria's heart. The Elf homeland, which had stood for centuries, was destroyed in a matter of days. Those Elf Ranger she had once been so proud of, like most of the humans of Kingdom of Lordaeron, had become Scourge Undead, some were Warrior of the Windrunner family, and even the love of her life.

This is perhaps why Alleria remains positive and optimistic. Sylvanas didn't tell her—it was too embarrassing to say—the truth that her lover had turned into a monster.

When she returned, bringing news of the Burning Legion's defeat, Alleria grabbed her arm, desperately wanting to know Nathanos's whereabouts. Her explanation was that she hadn't found him, but she had found clues that he was still alive.

For Alleria, this well-intentioned lie might have been the end of the story. However, Sylvanas was haunted by nightmares on countless nights, filled with fear and deep worry. Nathanos was still there, but he was dead. Arthas had corrupted his soul, twisting him into an Undead, traversing the boundary between life and death.

Sylvanas still can't believe it all. Several times she thought she was dreaming, but whenever she thought of Nathanos's ashen face lying in her arms, the Female Elf remembered that it was real.

A terrible tragedy... So when Sylvanas found Alleria, she vowed to delay the truth while praying that things would improve.

She sighed, took Alleria's hand, and said, "Things will be better after the baby is born."

The Female Elf was startled after saying those words; she felt as if she were talking to herself.

Alleria didn't notice the subtle change in Sylvanas's expression. Back in bed, she stared at the ceiling, then suddenly asked, "What makes a good mother?"

I'm afraid I can't answer that question.

Elf are always wary when dealing with other people, so marriage is not easy for them—let alone Elf getting pregnant with a human child.

"But I'd rather be a good wife."

Sylvanas felt Alleria's grip tighten on her hand. How should she respond to her sister's words? She should at least say something...

"You... will have a chance, you definitely will."