#This song describes Sylvanas and Jaina still yearning for that relationship when they first met

[blue-eyed-banshee]

I have been listening to this again and it gives all Sylvanas/Jaina vibes!

This song is about wanting a past relationship again. The words before the chorus in, it makes me think whenever Sylvanas would see Jaina, especially after she became the banshee queen; it would leave an ache in her unbeating heart. I'd like to think that when she's alone is where she's just doing nothing but thinking of the past, of Jaina and how they spent a night in each other's arms before she died. And Arthas taunting her about how Jaina could never love her a corpse.

No one consoles her about the memories... she's forced to experience every regret; most of all, the regret of not proposing sooner...

That's why Sylvanas couldn't take her eyes off of her during the battle at Icecrown... She desperately wanted to say something, anything. But she was afraid of being vulnerable in front of her people and Varian along with the alliance. But Jaina knows better. She knows Sylvanas is trying her damndest to keep from falling apart..

And against Arthas, they worked together with horde and alliance Champions (who knew of their history together, but not the details.)

Sylvanas would protect Jaina from any attack, as would Jaina to Sylvanas. When they would have a few moments of respite, both would be silent for an awkward pause before speaking.

"I-"

"Syl-"

Sylvanas chuckled, which sounded eerie due to her banshee echo in her voice. She frowned and glanced away towards a corpse that was spread amongst the floor.

"I.... am glad you're here.."

Jaina's heart begun to break at the clear sadness laced within the Banshee Queen's voice, which she knew Sylvanas desperately wanted to hide.

Jaina let out a heavy sigh, not realizing she was holding her breath before she glanced away from the banshee who was looking at her with her ember-glowing eyes. She could feel a fanged-smirk as she began to blush.

"I... have something for you." She said before reaching into her robe pocket before Sylvanas' eyes widened at the sight of a necklace. It wasn't hers... or Little Moon's, it was the one she made for Jaina. The last time they spent together, she has snuck off to have it made while Jaina was still asleep in Sylvanas' room back at the Spire.

Sylvanas tried to mask her shock, but she felt dust well up in her eyes.

"I- I didn't know you kept it all these years, Proudmoore."

"Of course I did, Sylvanas. It was the only peice I had of you when...."

Sylvanas walked closer to the mage, placed a hand on her cheek and Jaina slowly glanced at her with tears in her eyes.

"I know..." She said softly in Thalassian before gently wiping a stray tear that slowly began to fall from Jaina's blue eyes.

"I'm here..." She whispered in Thalassian, which Jaina understood due to being amongst her people for many months.

Jaina placed a hand on Sylvanas' cold ones, which cupped her cheek.

They both slowly leaned in and cold lips met warm and they stood in the middle of a large cooridor within the citadel, but away the darkest parts of the citadel.

They hesitantly parted their lips and stared into each other's eyes before hearing the sounds of undead making their way to their location.

"Champions! To us!" Sylvanas yelled before an orc, and a worgen took arms. One being a shaman the other; a death knight.