Varian walked quickly down the cloisters of the Theramore capital.

He felt like the only wish in his mind right now was to go back to the time when Lagash was.

Simply fight in the arena, either life or death. Cut it in two, and you don't have to think about the rest of the matter. Simply killing, simply doing one thing, don't worry about so many other things.

Politics! Balance! Liability!

But now he's Varian-Varian. Wrynn, King of Stormwind. The king's responsibilities bound him so tightly that he was depressed and breathless.

"Remember, kid! As the king of House Wrynn, responsibility is the first thing you learn. ”

He understood.

Sia didn't say a word, didn't have a heartbeat to breathe, and her body temperature was cold, just like a dead man. He couldn't even tell if she was alive or dead. The inner anxiety and panic made him sprint all the way, and gradually ran uncontrollably.

Although he said that he was going to the interrogation room, he turned out of everyone's eyes and headed towards his guest house.

Varian kicked the door open with a loud bang, a loud sound that made Thea tremble.

The slight movement relieved Varian that she was still alive. She was still alive, and his restless heart slowly regained its calm.

Varian closed the door, stepped into the inner room, closed the curtains, and sat her down on the edge of the bed before removing the cloak from her.

Under the cloak was the pale face of his dead wife. He watched greedily, gently brushing her messy hair with his hand, silently.

"I thought you should send me to the interrogation room in Theramore." Feeling the warmth of his fingers on her cheeks, Thea raised her eyes to look at him, her lips curling into a difficult arc and smiling lowly, breaking the silence.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Varian said exasperatedly. "Tiffin!"

"The world knows that Tiffin, the queen of Stormwind. Wryon is dead! Shia reminded her softly.

"So, you denied that you were Tiffin from the beginning, is it also for this reason?"

Thea's silence confirms what he thinks.

"You can go back with me in another capacity. I went and pleaded with Egwen. She used to be a Guardian, and there must be something else. ”

"No......" Thea turned her head and looked at her fingers. His pale, slender fingers clenched tightly at the corners of his clothes, twisted together. "I knew. There will come a time when this thing will be debunked. It's not the first time something like this has happened. ”

Varian sat down beside her in displeasure, squeezed her hand, and interrupted her. "What do you mean by that?"

"Magic is not reliable!" Thea remembered what happened when her identity was first revealed. "I once used other magic to disguise myself as a human and live a new life among humans for a while. And then...... Do you know how it ends? ”

Varian didn't speak. Although Shia was smiling, he could vaguely guess that it was not a good memory.

"She's going to kill me......" Shia choked up. It was my best friend since I was resurrected, but she didn't hesitate to swing her weapon at me. She hates me! Hate the hatred that kills me to appease. I'm scared...... If you do the same to me......"

"Don't be afraid!" Varian hugged Shia, who was about to cry, and clumsily patted her on the back. "I'm not her! I won't do this to you! I'm not going to hurt you. ”

Thea rested her head on his broad shoulders, coveted by his warmth.

"yes...... I should thank you, at least you didn't use Salameni! She blinked vigorously. Keeping tears in his eyes and forcing himself to joke.

Varian's gaze fell, resting on her neck. Just now, he was afraid that she would say something irreparable, so he used his hand a little hard. At this time, the red and swollen strangulation marks on her neck could be clearly seen. He felt guilty and even more angry with the tribes that had caused these troubles.

He reached to his lips. Gently bite off your own gloves with your teeth.

"I'm sorry...... Does it hurt? His fingers ran over the red, swollen spot. I was ...... It's so impulsive. ”

"yes...... You shouldn't have torn up the peace talks that you signed with great difficulty. Shia said softly.

Hearing Thea's answer, Varian's heart jumped to a swell. "That's all you care about!"

"You have always known the king's responsibility better than I have! Why do you want to be so impulsive for the sake of me, a dead man? ”

Her words hit Varian's death.

The days that the young king and queen spent together made them know too much about each other's temperament and affairs.

Varian was silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xia continued to speak. "To fight the Scourge of the Dead, you need more allies. And not the enemy. ”

"Orcs won't be my allies!" Varian stiffly spoke, "You know, it can never be!" Keeping them alive on this land is already my biggest concession. ”

Thea sighed inwardly. Of course she knew why.

His father died at the hands of the Orc Assassins, and his kingdom was destroyed by the Orc War, forcing him to leave his homeland and go into exile.

Just as the remnants of Lordaeron will never accept the Forsaken, the king of the kingdom of Azeroth will never forgive the orcs.

"Did I ruin it all?" She whispered.

"It's not your fault!" Varian comforted her softly.

“…… Everything makes it over. Let the chips fall where they may. Let's start over! Varian said eagerly with his hands around her shoulders.

"Start over?"

"Hmm!"

"It's too late!" Thea replied desolately, "Look at me, Varian! Look at me! ”

She raised her pale hands and placed them on his. An icy chill hit the back of his hand.

"I'm dead! Stormwind cannot have a Forsaken Queen. Shia tried to smile. You know that in your heart, Varian. ”

Varian looked at her and smiled, still the same as he had been alive, he didn't believe in the Light. But her smile was still like his holy light, warm and healing him. He was so greedy that he couldn't bear to lose.

However, she was right, she was indeed dead.

"No!" Varian hugged her tightly, as if holding her in his arms, so that he could drive away the panic in his heart. The body in his arms was cold, no matter how much he used his body temperature to warm it, he couldn't warm it back, and even his heart was cold little by little.

"Your Majesty...... Let it go. Shia continued. It's for the kingdom ......"

"My kingdom doesn't need you to sacrifice, you have already died for it once." Varian pressed her head stiffly, "You've done enough for the kingdom!" ”

“…… Also for Anduin. His mother should have died in glory, not in a broken shell. ”

"Anduin won't mind." Varian finally found his way in, and said eagerly. "That kid is just like you, he doesn't know anything about you yet. Trust me, he misses you more than anyone else, you. ”

"I'm going to ** him too!" At the mention of her son, Xia's throat finally choked uncontrollably. "But, I don't want him to see me. Varian, thank you for not letting him see me like this. ”

Varian hugged her, recalling how he felt at that moment. He was very afraid, afraid that Anduin would see Thea's appearance, afraid that he would reveal Thea's identity in a childish way. If that's the case, there's really no place for Shia anymore.

"What if I don't let you go?" The part of Varian struggled hard to compete with the sane part of his mind.

"In this situation, you can't take me back to Stormwind. Your Majesty. Xia calmed all her emotions and said calmly. Come to think of it, this is Theramore, and no one knows me as I am. So things can just cover up the past. What if it's Stormwind? What kind of turmoil will there be? And also...... My father...... Do you want him to kill me with his own hands? ”

Varian Stopper. If it were someone else, he could still handle one or two, but that one, he really couldn't help it. And in that person's capacity, he will never accept the forsaken. When the time comes, I am afraid that the first one who will put Thea to death will be that one.

"I don't want you to go...... I don't want you to go......" Varian repeated. Despair gradually spread over his heart.

"My husband......" Thea looked up, holding his face in both hands. It should be a rational and calm monarch who fights for the best interests of the country and the people. It's like my ** admirer of Varian. Ureon. ”

"Why?" Varian looked at her, the despair in his heart weighing him down. "You only speak of the people of the country, even Anduin. Righteous and righteous monarch - is this what you need me to be? Why don't you ever mention me as your husband! I sometimes really wonder, do you need me? Tiffany! Do you need me? ”

Uncontrollably, he threw away Thea's hand, turned around and slammed his fist into the bed, his other hand covering his forehead. The headache he hadn't felt in a long time hit him violently.

"I'm going to be quiet. Tiffin, we both need to be quiet. Varian's voice was hoarse, and he walked out of the room and locked the door with his backhand. He leaned his back against the door wearily and looked up at the ceiling in focus.

With the sound of the door closing, Thea threw herself on the bed, sobbing silently.

She wanted to go back to him, she wanted to go back to Anduin. However, if her presence would be a threat to them, she would rather disappear on her own than be a burden to them.

She knew that all this was just a beautiful dream, but the dream would wake up after all, either today or tomorrow.

She had been living in the sweetness of happiness in one moment and the painful and joyful fear that everything would be shattered in the next, and now it was all over.

"We are neither the living nor the dead, and we will be forgotten by the living and the dead. We have returned to the world we once said goodbye to, but we can never return to the days when we once lived, and we can never return to those who we once were. We are both existence and curse, and therefore we forget the past, and are forgotten by the past..."

That is the first lesson that every forsaken learns when they wake up.