World of Warcraft: Rise of the Horde by Christie Golden

Author:Christie Golden [Golden, Christie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Epic, General, Games, Role Playing & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Media Tie-In, Video & Electronic, Pocket Star, ISBN-13: 9780743471381
ISBN: 9781416560074
Google: tQTcIXuG2REC
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2007-04-30T22:00:00+00:00

Ten

I have never been so proud of my father as when Drek'Thar told me of this incident. I have good cause to know how hard it is to make the right decision at times. He had much to lose and nothing to gain by making the choices he did.

No, that is not right.

He retained his honor. And there can be no price high enough to sacrifice that.

The letter brooked no disagreement. Durotan stared at it, and then with a deep sigh passed it to his mate. Draka read it quickly, her eyes darting over the words, and growled soft and low in her throat.

"Ner’zhul is cowardly, to lay this at your feet," she said softly, so as not to be overheard by the courier who waited outside. "The request comes to him, not you."

"I have promised to obey." Durotan said, his voice equally soft, "Ner’zhul speaks for the ancestors."

Draka cocked her head thoughtfully. A stray beam of sunlight penetrating the tent from a gap in the scams caught her face, throwing her strong jaw and high cheekbones into sharp relief. Durotan's breath caught in his throat as he looked at his beloved.

For ail the chaos—madness, even—that seemed to have suddenly descended upon himself and his people, he was grateful for her.

He touched her brown face lightly with a sharp-clawed finger, and she smiled briefly

"My mate ... I do not know that I trust Ner’zhul," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

He nodded. "But we both trust Drek'Thar, and he has confirmed what Ner’zhul has said. The draenei have been plotting against us. Ner’zhul says that Velen has even insisted on entering Oshu'gun."

Again, the chieftain of the Frostwolf clan regarded the letter. "I am pleased that Ner’zhul has not asked me to slay Velen. Perhaps, once we have him in our power, we can convince him to change his ways, have him explain why they are so bent on harming us.

Perhaps we can negotiate a peace."

The thought seized his heart and squeezed it hard. As glorious as his life with Draka was. as proud as he was of his clan, how much happier would he be simply doing as his father had done—hunting the beasts of the woods and fields, dancing in the moonlight at Kosh'harg festivals, listening to the old tales and basking in the loving warmth of the ancestors. He had not said anything to Draka, but he was secretly glad that they had not yet conceived a child. This was not a time that was easy on the young ores. Their childhood had been stolen from them; adult duties had been placed on shoulders still not quite broad enough to bear them. If Draka were to bear a child. Durotan would not hesitate to have his son or daughter trained as other children were. He would ask nothing of other parents that he would not do himself, but he was glad that he was not faced with that decision quite yet.

Draka watched him with intense, narrowed eyes. It was as if she could read his thoughts.

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