#paladinisms

ya you better stay outta this you flying rat

yup. totes god's fault. def not the fault of his dad's slower sperm.

This was actually the second time that he had been whisked away by a derivative of the High Elves, and while the first was rather traumatic, due to the fact he wasn’t exactly comfortable in a room filled with banshees, death and abominations, the young Stormwind Heir wasn’t actually too opposed to being snatched up by the beautiful vision of retribution and grace. This way, as well, it wouldn’t be any sort of betrayal to the Aliiance, as she had initiated the contact, and as such, he could speak to her at his own discretion, being a captive and all.

In fact, he was practically giddy, bouncing ever so slightly in his seat, eyes alight with an adventurous streak you’d never want your healer to possess. 

“So, where are we going?”

your balls haven’t even dropped yet