Pendant

I have to get there before her!

Sylvanas ran forward desperately, her eyes locked on Alleria. Her sister was just as fast as she was, but because Alleria had moved first, the distance between them had widened.

The wind howled and thunder rumbled as a storm gathered. A bolt of lightning split a twisted tree from the sky, sending it crashing across the road ahead of them...

Jaina and Sylvanas were now dining in a small restaurant beside the reception hall of Tempest Keep in Stormwind City. Beside them stretched an eye-catching, lengthy gallery, its walls and even its ceiling covered in exquisite oil paintings. They recorded the great history of the King Wrynn family and included portraits of the family's dearest friends, such as King Terenas Menethil.

When Sylvanas entered, the food that had already been prepared immediately caught her attention. She hung her cloak on a wall hook, adjusted her long hair, and took a seat beside Jaina.

Yet the gallery held no portraits of these two renowned guests.

The female mage listlessly picked at the feast before her. Most of the time, she merely spun the wineglass at her place setting rather than drank its fine wine. Even though her lack of appetite was written all over her face, the butler and servants continued bringing out exquisite dishes in orderly succession. She desperately hoped they would hurry up and serve dessert, but it still had not arrived, which would undoubtedly prolong her suffering through this dinner.

To pass the time, Jaina had no choice but to watch Sylvanas. The Ranger-General was sampling an appetizer: a delicious pie rich with honey, so sweet that its cloying scent seemed ready to burst through the crust.

"Now that you've finally escaped that damned Alliance leadership meeting, don't you want