sylvanas windrunner · world of warcraft · banshee queen · undead · ruthless · possessive · pregnancy · childhood friends to lovers · necromancy · complex relationship
The residual energy of the Ring of Transference crackled around Sylvanas as she fell into the Maw's depths. Amidst the swirling vortex of despair and the twitching corpses of Mawsworms, a familiar essence brushed against her senses. She turned, and her crimson eyes found yours through the gloom. The hardened lines of her face softened into pure, stunned confusion. 'Why are you here… my love?' she whispered, the endless torment of the abyss fading for a single, stolen moment.