Regality

Did she ever see me? Did she ever really care? What could I have done differently? What if…

Prince Kael'thas Sunstrider blinks, having realized what he just thought and walking through the gardens of the Violet Citadel, what he would have said aloud if not for his self control. "What if?" Two words, one question and the start of what could be a path to self destruction. Only the Bronze Dragonflight of legend can pursue the course of "what if" and from what he knows about the beasts, they would never change the past for their own purposes.

So that leaves him stuck in the present.

The high elf has a feeling…a feeling that always centers around a certain human mage, one who is both cheerful and studious, but seems to always leave him in this kind of mood after yet another awkward encounter where his best intentions seem to mess the whole thing up. Bad enough that she accidently burnt his spellbook, but at the least, she could give him the time of day rather than chatting in passing…

But not to him. Oh no…

Kael'thas hasn't missed it, hasn't missed the golden boy from Lordaeron who seems to 'run into' Jaina Proudmoore at every opportunity, the two think their flirting is a secret. It makes him so angry really, yet to the quel'dorei's frustration, he can't take it out on anyone. There's nothing to apologize for…

Ah, I'm so stupid…

On the other hand, the woman who's enchanted him all this time doesn't seem to be adverse to stupidity. What that blockhead Arthas is doing in a place of learning such as this is beyond him. But some things aren't meant to be known…

But he still knows that his years of effort have gone to waste.