Commander Braghaman Larethian

“She went where?”

Braghaman looked at the two young paladins standing in his front yard. Daicya shot a concerned look to Jhern who returned the look before taking a deep breath and turning back at Braghaman.

“It may not have been her,” Jhern said.

“It looked like her,” Daicya quickly interjected.

“But she was on the other side of the hall and there were a lot of other people grouped around there.”

“If it wasn’t her, then where is she?”

“I don’t know, I’m just saying…”

“Okay, enough,” Bragh interrupted. “Niviene is not here. She got a message from the Cathedral and left for Stormwind.”

“See,” Daicya said quietly to Jhern.

“What exactly did you two see?”

“Well, we were in the great hall,” Jhern began.

“Getting ready to meet with the rest of our group.”

“Right, we’re getting ready to deploy soon.”

“Anyways, we saw a lot of priests moving towards a portal.”

“It was really crowded.”

“Right, lots of them. And it looked like someone gave Mrs. Larethian a box to carry.”

“Yeah, and then the group was herded through the portal. Including her.”

Braghaman looked back and forth as the two young paladins took turns explaining what had happened.

“Where was the portal going to?”

“It was set up to take supplies for our people in Oribos,” Daicya answered hesitantly.

“Oribos? Where’s that?”

“That’s the floating city,” Jhern answered. “Its in that other realm.”

“You know,” Daicya added. “It where the king and Lady Proudmore were taken.”

“Niviene’s been taken there?”

“We think so,” Daicya said. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jhern hesitating and punched him in the arm. 

Braghaman stood quiet for a moment, rubbing his chin. “Okay, when are they coming back?”

“We don’t know. But we could go ask for you, if you want,” Daicya added quickly.

“No,” Bragh said with a quick shake of his head. “You’d probably just get into trouble for telling me something that’s a secret or some other such nonsense.” The paladin took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Thank you, both of you, for letting me know.”

“What are you going to do?” Jhern asked cautiously.

“There’s a couple of things I’ll need to check first. Once that’s done, then I’ll head over to the Cathedral and get some answers.”

“What if they won’t tell you?”

“Won’t be the first time they’ve thrown me out,” Bragh answered with a smirk. “You two head on back. Don’t tell anyone that you spoke to me.”

“Yes, sir,” Daicya said with a nod. Jhern nodded as well. “Good luck.”

“Thanks,” Bragh replied quietly as he watched the two turn and leave. Once they were back to the main road, the paladin went inside the house and headed straight to the bedroom. Pulling open the drawer in the table beside the bed, he took out a polished stone. Years ago, he’d had two made and enchanted. The other he had given to Niviene. Holding the stone in his hands, he raised it closer to his face.

“Angel? You there?”