Reunion

Belorell stared at Alexstrasza in disbelief, his mind blank. He had only stated some facts of his past experiences, yet she was now in tears. An apology welled up in his throat, but Belorell didn't know how to express it—he didn't know what he had said wrong.

"I'm sorry," he said after thinking for a moment, unable to think of any other convincing apology besides those three words.

The weeping woman before him shook her head, giving him a comforting smile. "You did well, child." With those words, Alexstrasza wiped away her tears, but her sorrow would stay with her forever. It was all destined. Krasus's sacrifice, her loss, and this child coming before her... it was like a stage play.

Was this a test of her mind? Alexstrasza didn't know, but the Bronze Dragon already knew everything; they had deliberately arranged for a witness to tell her the truth. The Life-Binder understood perfectly well the duties of each of the five dragonflights; those who govern time could not reveal events that had not yet occurred to all things within time. Alexstrasza wouldn't blame the Bronze Dragon, but she hated this very fact—because of their duties, so many lives had been lost, even though they could have been saved.

"Thank you, child." She smiled at Belorell again, then took a step back and raised her hands to the sky, a ball of life-giving energy gathering in her hands.

Belorell would never forget what he saw next; the Elf boy's earlier judgment was correct. The horns on the head of the graceful and beautiful Elf before him were not strange decorations, but symbols of her status.

Alexstrasza leaped into the air, transforming into her true form. Belorell was instantly stunned by the magnificent dragon before him; the moment he saw it, he lost the ability to think. Had he just been talking to a dragon?

The Queen of Dragons looked down at Belorell with a kind and friendly gaze.

The boy stood still, unresponsive, only his eyes trembling slightly. At that moment, a commotion arose in the sky. Alexstrasza looked up, a smile playing on her lips, and said, "It seems you can return home safely." She saw her kind approaching, and the figure of a mortal among them.

"Mother?" Belorell turned to look at the sky. A blue dragon was approaching, with a familiar figure of the boy sitting on its back. The person also saw him.

Alleria leaped off Tethys's back, landing with a light roll before running towards them. "Belorell!" The Female Elf exclaimed excitedly, grabbing her son's shoulders, her eyes scanning him closely as if she wanted to examine him thoroughly. Where had he been? Was he injured? Had he suffered? These questions were unimportant; what mattered was that Belorell had returned.

"Mother?"

Before Alleria could utter another word, Belorell had already embraced him tightly. The feeling of having her precious son back was a mixture of joy and astonishment. She could feel her own heart beating and her son's heart pounding. Excitement almost brought tears to her eyes.

"Stop running around," Alleria whispered. She had been experiencing a mix of emotions, thinking that once she found Belorell, she would teach him a lesson, even give him a stern reprimand. But now, besides caring for and loving him, Alleria didn't want to do anything else.

"Mother?" A hint of shame flickered in the boy's eyes. Alleria still held him tightly. Compared to his mother's current feelings, joy was fleeting for him. He remembered his previous experience, the place called Marius Farm, and the strange-tongued Gnome who had hinted that he should tell others everything he had seen, and now his mother had suddenly appeared before him. What was going on? Why was Chromie doing this? And then there was the most crucial question—should he tell his mother the truth?

"What's wrong, child?"

Belorell was startled awake by Alleria's voice. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but the confusion in his heart grew stronger, just like the expression on his mother's face as she looked at him.

"It's nothing," the boy said with a smile. He couldn't reveal the truth now, because he felt that what he was about to say would hurt his beloved family. At the very least, he had to find out what had happened at Marius Farm.

"I miss you so much, Mother."

"Queen?" Tethys looked up at the Red Dragon in front of her, which was several times her size. Alexstrasza was immersed in the beautiful scene of mother and child reuniting at her feet.

When she noticed Tethys, she was secretly surprised and thought, "Tethys, you seem to have the aura of Arcanist."

"It is my Kalecgos who has become the new Arcanist." Tethys also briefly explained what had happened in the Nexus and the news of the Chromatic Dragon Chromatus.

The Queen of Dragons was taken aback by the name, and a righteous rage burned across her noble face. She had already lost so much; her grief would not end so easily. And now it was time to bring the heretics of the Twilight's Hammer to justice.

"According to Kalecgos, that Chromatic Dragon's power has surpassed that of the Guardian Dragons. We need to unite the entire Dragons." She nodded to Tethys, then lowered her head, bringing her face close to Alleria and Belorell. "I apologize for what happened before, Regent. Your children have been of great help to me." The Red Dragon Aspect continued, "I cannot express my gratitude with actions at this time, but my Red Dragon will always welcome the Sin'dorei. Please accept this as a symbol of my oath." She opened her forepaws, her palm shimmering with a ruby-like light. It was a small dragon scale, which flew into Belorell's hand with a breath from the Queen of Dragons.

"Thank you," Belorell replied. Although he felt no fear, the red dragon, a marvel of life, filled him with humility and respect.

"I am going to help my people now," Alexstrasza said. "Kalecgos will join the other Dragons and Legion ranks near the Wyrmrest Temple."

"Chromatus is powerful," Alleria cautioned. "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, the wounds it left on Kalecgos are enough to prove it."

"We cannot be afraid," the Life-Binder answered, her voice strong and steady. Hearing her words, Alleria found her tense nerves relaxing. Then the Queen of Dragons continued, "The Chromatic Dragon is part of Deathwing's evil plot, and we must do everything in our power to stop him."

Alexstrasza's wings began to flap up and down, creating a powerful gust of air. At the same time, she looked at Tethys. The blue dragon's eyes were filled with hope. "Now is the time for the Dragons of Azeroth to unite. But we must not forget the heroes who helped us. Take them to Dalaran, Teresa. They should go home."