Sometimes it's just better not to know

Chapter 2

All it took for them to reach Darnassus, was to take a portal that was prepared for them. The tall white-haired mage clothed in the longs robes of azure color named Allinne was waiting for them a couple of hundreds of meters from the temple. She didn't say anything when she saw them, the only thing that she did to greet them, or to tell the truth to greet Tyrande, was a simple low bow that didn't even last a second. The floating magical energy next to her showed the broad stoned streets, some grass, and a tree that bark was sculptured into the shape of a bear. It's the new experience for Sammara, inside the walls of the temple there weren't any mages, using the magic was prohibited. Of course, the magic of light, the magic of healing was an exception, but aside from that, any manifestation of the magic was to be punished, severely punished.

"You seemed restless." The mage acknowledged. "Is it caused by my presence?"

"Please, accept my apologies, I didn't mean to stare at you, Miss," Sammara immediately responded. "The arcane powers are forbidden in the home of Elune. It's just a new experience for me."

"Little child, there is nothing to be sorry about. I'm aware of what laws and rules are set in the temple, I have grown up there myself as well."

"Sammara, Allinne is one of my most trusted friends, you can put your trust in her as well, she won't fail you," Tyrande added softly.

"Tyrande, don't make me blush." The mage laughed. "Child, don't be ashamed in my presence, aside from me possessing some magical abilities, I'm the elf as much as you're."

"I'll try," Sammara whispered.

"You're fascinated about it, aren't you?" The white-haired magnus said, pointing at the portal. "Don't even try to hide it, your eyes are glittering when you're trying to peak a look at its form."

"It's intriguing, I must admit."

"Oh, it's, it's even more than that. Mind shaking my hand?"

"Of course no." The girl mumbled.

As soon as she held out her hand, the mage grabbed it and slightly adjusted it so her palm was on the top. Then, the white-haired woman whispered a few strange sounding words, and on top of it, a small barely visible circle appeared. It's a truly amazing sight for Sammara, the small but wonderful display of any magical powers never came to stop amaze her. When Tyrande's daughter averted her gaze from her own palm, she focused once again on the mage. She could spot the wide smile playing on her full, plump, wine-colored lips. Without a single thought, she smiled back.

"Tyrande, you know what it means?" The woman asked a few moments later.

"Yes, she has the potential to become a mage, or at least she has a decent amount of magical powers gathered inside of her body."

"Indeed, indeed. Will you let her study arcana?"

"No, at least not for now."

"Does it have a connection with...?"

"Yes, and I'd like not to talk about it for now."

"Of course, I'm sorry, my friend."

"It's fine." The high priestess smiled at the mage. "Sammara, if you have any questions concerning you about the magic, I think that Allinne will be more than willing to explain it to you and answer all of your questions."

"I'll keep it in mind."

"Wonderful. Tyrande do you want to use the teleport now, or do you want to spend some time here with your daughter, without our people bothering you?" The white-haired woman asked.

"I honestly would like to spend some time alone with Sammara, but you know that I can't afford it, the war barely finished, there is much to be done, too many to be mourned."