The distant trickle of running water, muffled conversation between guards, and her own breathing were the only sounds in Maievs cell. Only a pile of straw separated her from the hard floor as she laid with her head resting on a bent arm, facing the damp rock wall.
What did you expect? she thought with a scowl of disgust. For him to grovel in gratitude and offer to make you Queen of Outland at his side?
She snorted at the absurdity.
As if I even want something like that! Ha! I should have let him die. He deserves to die. He should have died ten thousand years ago, either at my brothers hands or his own brothers. Then I would never have become his warden, never known him, never felt this pain
She rolled onto her back to study the low rock ceiling. If only
Splashing footsteps approached down the partially-flooded corridor, and she quickly stood up. She refused to be seen as vulnerable or suffering.
A monstrous but all too familiar figure strode into view in front of the cell door, and Maiev mustered her most withering look to greet him.
"Well, well, well Maiev Shadowsong. Fancy meeting you here."
"Im surprised it took you this long to come gloat over me," she said through clenched teeth.
"Sorry, Warden, but alas, I have other responsibilities now."
"Apology not accepted."
He smiled wickedly and leaned forward against the bars. "So, once again we find ourselves on opposite sides of a jail door. Bring back any memories?"
"All too many," she said quietly.
"I wish I could say well have ten thousand years to make new ones, but I doubt I can evade KilJaedens wrath that long." His tone was flippant but Maiev knew him far too well to be fooled. He was terrified. She forced back a swell of pity.
She approached the cell door slowly, coming to a stop directly in front of him. "Illidan, I Im sorry things turned out like this."
"Im sure you are. If you had your way Id still be locked up under Mount Hyjal."
"I dont know anything anymore. So much has happened since you escaped"
"Was set free. By Tyrande."
"Damn Tyrande! Does she have to enter into every conversation we have?"
"Will you at least concede that if you were still imprisoned like in the old days, youd never have gotten involved with KilJaeden or the Scourge? Or the Skull of Guldan?"
"If youll concede that if I was still in your prison, Id be miserable."
"Better miserable than a smudge under KilJaedens hoof!"
"Better a smudge than being closed up with you for another ten centuries!"
"Oh, dont give me that talk! Last night you admitted you missed me," she snarled.
"I said no such thing."
"Yes, you did."
"I was half dead. Whatever I said then is meaningless."
She made a disgusted noise. "If I mean nothing to you then why not kill me and be done with it?"
"Simple, Warden. Revenge. Youre going to experience what I did."
She leaned in closer, lowering her voice. "Everything?"
He paused, studying her lips inches from his own. "Everything."
She put a hand on top of his, trapping it against one of the bars. "Might I remind you, however, that I was merely assigned to guard you. Your sentence was not my decision." Her fingers intertwined with his around the bar.
He gave a single, humorless laugh. "As I recall, you wanted me executed on the spot."
"We all make mistakes," she breathed, moving closer until their noses touched. "Like this." She kissed him fiercely, her free hand sliding around the back of his head to toy with his hair.
He indulged her for several seconds before drawing away. "Youre completely raving mad, you know that?"
"Probably, but at least Im in good company."
"Thats about the closest thing to a compliment Ive ever gotten from you."
"Dont get used to it." She grinned deviously and wound a strand of his hair around her finger.
He stepped out of range, extracting his hand from hers. "What do you want, Maiev? You say you were only fulfilling your duty by trying to recapture me, but thats nonsense. Besides, Outland is just a tiny bit out of your jurisdiction. Not to mention the fact that my dear brother generously allowed me to go into exile, effectively releasing me from imprisonment under you or anyone else. Your duty as Warden terminated then and there, yet still you pursued me. If you hadnt followed me through the portal you would never have had to see me again. Instead you risked your life and the lives of your comradeswho I see are no longer with youto come here."
Maiev paced while he spoke, moving with predatory grace. "Youre damn lucky I did, Betrayer, or youd be dead right now."
"True enough. That still doesnt answer my question."
She stopped pacing and faced him again with a furious glare. "I told you last night, you insufferable clod! I love you!"
Illidan opened his mouth, then closed it again. When he finally did speak, his voice was uncertain. "You what? You really said that?"
"Yes, I did. Are you deaf as well as blind?"
"No! Its just that I dont remember I mean, I do, but I thought I was having some awful kind of hallucination."
"I also hate you," she said with vehemence.
"That I knew." He smirked, then grew serious again. "But, Maiev, you cant mean that. Look at me!" He flapped his wings once.
"One of your stupider failings, I admit," she jeered. "Though your reckless lust for magical power is hardly a new development."
"Exactly. You, better than anyone, know what I am. Do you really expect me to believe that you actually " He shook his head in dismissal.
"Actually love you?" she finished for him.
"Yes! You hate me. You knowand are always quick to remind me ofall my faults. Youre devoted centuries of your life to making me miserable. "
She grasped the bars tightly and leaned forward as far as she could. "Ive devoted centuries of my life to you, yes! Do you know how many times Shando Stormrage offered me other assignments? I refused every time until he stopped asking."
"I assumed you were stuck down in that prison because you were so disagreeable that no one else wanted to work with you."
"Oh, very funny, Illidan." She rolled her eyes. "My point is, Ive had plenty of opportunities to be rid of you and I havent. You said it yourself: I risked everything to follow you here. Would I do that if I didnt care for you at all?" She continued quickly, not giving him time to answer. "You also said yourself that I know you better than anyone. That should count for something. And I just saved your life. You know I hate you, but has it ever occurred to you that I might also love you just as passionately?"
Illidan slowly shook his head, studying her intently through his blindfold. "By the Well, you are serious, arent you?"
"After all weve been through together, is it really that impossible to believe?"
He spread his arms and wings grandly. "So now what? Were back to the original question. What do you want? Do you expect me to let you out of this cell and into my bed? Do you expect me to trust you? To forgive you? To love you in return?"
"Do you love me?"
"I love Tyrande."
"Thats not an answer."
"I I hate you."
"Thats not an answer, either."
Illidan gestured randomly, attempting to find the right words. "What difference does it make? Even if I loved youand Im not saying I doit isnt as if I have a long future ahead of me to do anything about it. KilJaeden wants me dead."
"A lot of people want you dead, Illidan."
"They dont have the power KilJaeden does."
"So youre going to give up? The Illidan Stormrage I know doesnt roll over and surrender. He infiltrated the Burning Legion under the nose of Queen Azshara herself. He retained his arrogant, irritating attitude over ten thousand years of confinement. He drove Tichondrius from Felwood wielding powers no one else would dare to use. He nearly stopped the Lich King himself! The Illidan Stormrage I know would never stand around fretting over KilJaeden. Hed do anything and everything to save his own skin, and as many others as he could along the way, and damn the consequences. That is the Illidan I know and love."
He crossed his arms on his chest and shifted his weight uncomfortably. "That may be, but this Illidan is sick and tired of it all. Tired of running. Tired of sacrificing myself only to be met by scorn and hatred instead of thanks and praise. I never wanted this. I would have been perfectly content to marry Tyrande and live in Suramar as the celebrated leader of the Moon Guard. I never wanted to rule over peoples and kingdoms as I do now. All Ive ever wanted was recognition for my talent and efforts, and for the woman I love to love me in return." His wistful look darkened. "Is that really so much to ask?"
"No," she said simply.
"But here I am, and I dont have any choice in the matter, so I might as well make the best of it. And if that means fighting KilJaeden until my last breath, then I will. The more demons I can take down before that happens, the better. If I cant be admired, I can be feared." Green light flared behind his blindfold as dark energy crackled around him. "All of Outland will tremble at my whim. Any who oppose me will face swift and certain doom!"
Maiev said nothing.
"And as for you, Warden, youre going to stay here, enjoying my hospitality as I once enjoyed yours. Unlike you, I have more important things to do than hover around causing you aggravation, but Ive assigned Akama to watch over you. Wouldnt want you to feel neglected." He smirked.
"Perhaps in another ten thousand years, if we both live that long, there will be time for us."
He stalked off, leaving her to kick the barred door as angry tears burned her eyes.