Doing what is Right (Presundering Au)
He grunted in acknowledgement, too tired to argue. The Archdruid rose from his kneeling position and began to follow Tyrande. The vacant expression on his face caused some elves who had started towards them to rethink their approach, and they backed away to give the pair space.
They returned to their quarters, and Malfurion just blurted it out.
“It’s all my fault Tyrande,” he exclaimed, his voice laden with distress. He began to pace around the tent, his cloak whirling with his movements. “I should never have agreed to lock Illidan up… Yes he did a bad thing, yes he frightened them, but I should have fought harder for him! He’s my brother… My twin… I know he didn’t remake the Well to call the demons back, he wouldn’t do that!”
His hand came up to his face, his fingers tangling in his hairline.
“If it was me… If I had done what he had done, Illidan would have fought them all to protect me. He would have told them all to shove it where the moon doesn’t shine! That he believed in me and that was that! Why couldn’t I do the same for him?”
His hand caught something sharp and he hissed, pulling his now bleeding hand away from his head.
“And these damn antlers are giving me the worst headache I just can’t think straight.”
Tyrande frowned, it hurt her to see her mate so upset and distraught. It hurt more that she didn’t necessarily have the answers to his questions either but she would do her best to listen to him and help him were she could even it that meant all she could do was listen.
She approached him now that he had stopped pacing and took his injured hand in hers. “Malfurion.” She began her hand glowing silver with the power of Elune as worked at healing his cut hand. “I cannot begin to know the stress this must have put on you, because you’re right Illidan is your brother you have grown up inseparable for so long.”
“I cannot say what Illidan would have done in your position, the war has changed the both of you. Illidan he was always so logical but he’s behaviour lately I just don’t understand it, he’s scared Mal, all his actions have been taken out of fear. I have to agree thought that locking him up was definitely a mistake. We left him alone in a bad place with his thoughts and a woman who hated him, he was never going to learn his lesson there.”
Once his hand was healed she moved her hand gently to her mates temples and again let them glow hoping help relieve his pain.
“But at the same time what else could you have done dear? He had become aggressive with us and anyone near him, I can’t even be sure he wouldn’t have lashed out at Shanarra if we had put her in front of him. What ever he did remake the well for, he sure didn’t want to open up about it.”