Chapter 28

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Illidan was livid at what Malfurion reported to him. He was completely enraged.

"You spoke with one of them?!" Illidan hissed out. He had left Rosalia in the safety of her room with Perhin. When he heard that his brother had a meeting with Kel'Thuzad, his rage was peaked.

"I didn't like it any more than you, but it was necessary to learn about the woman. The Scourge does have her. Even I am quite perplexed at this," Malfurion sighed.

"What are we to do?" Tyrande frowned.

"This may be the time that we need Cenarius brought back to us. The time is ripe for some form of an attack. Illidan, we really need Rosalia's help with this," Malfurion said lightly.

"I don't know. Bringing back the dead..." Illidan frowned hard. "There is a chance that it could endanger her severely. I can't let that happen."

:REMEMBER...YOUR...CORE.: The golem reminded him.

:It's not my core I'm worried about. It's Rosalia. She doesn't have a core.: Illidan pointed out. That made the golem reflect silently. Now it had an idea.

:BRING...ME...MY...CREATOR.: it said.

:For what?: Illidan asked warily.

:YOU...WILL...SEE.: it chuckled.

"I need to bring Rosalia out to the main golem," Illidan sighed and tilted his head over his shoulder. "And as for you...stop following me. Obey your orders. Yes. I heard you."

Maiev curled back her lip from where she was hiding among the small shrubs, but even he knew that she couldn't do anything. Rosalia's mark was a permanent reminder of who was in full control.

"One day, I'll be able to hunt you down..." she grounded out.

"You will do no such thing while bound to me," Rosalia said when Perhin brought her out to them. The stone golem had reached her and asked for her to approach it. "If you are so good at stealth, why don't you plan a route for us to infiltrate the Scourge's base?"

"I..." Maiev frowned. "I wouldn't want to risk your safety."

"You're just saying that, because I'm here," Illidan smirked and moved to pull Rosalia into his arms. Maiev stiffened. "You want to follow me? Fine. Don't stalk me like coward."

"I am no coward!" she snarled.

"Hush now," Rosalia said to calm them both. "Maiev, can you please run ahead to see where Cenarius's grave is? I may have to bring him back, it seems."

"Very well. I'll return shortly," she nodded and sped off. If there was anything she was grateful for, it was the fact that Rosalia was very kind in her orders. It made doing her small biddings easier to bear, and she felt a bit more relaxed in assisting her. She also had a mild hope that Cenarius may be able to help her, too, in ridding herself of Rosalia's magic.

"Good for something," Illidan snorted. Rosalia smiled and watched Perhin move forward to lead them to the golem. Malfurion and Tyrande had to join up. They were curious, too.

"You asked for me?" Rosalia asked the golem when it knelt down to regard her.

"YES. CAN...YOU...NAME...ME?" it chuckled.

"Oh!" she blinked with a soft blush.

"Interesting..." Illidan chuckled.

"Now I see why you wanted to speak with her," Perhin grinned slightly.

"Hmm..." she mused. "Well...you are made of a form of arcane power. I was never really good with names. But...well..."

"What name are you thinking of?" Illidan asked gently.

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