Ankyra Sound nobody expects the spanish inquisition

the harlot had never heard such ire from illidan, and as he addressed his sister, she turned her mintglow gaze down upon the earth.
when and how had they come to this? she knew such things — she knew the reason, but in her heart, erzulie was not ready to blame caiaphas. her misplaced alliance, perhaps; her overweening sense of pride.
whatever it could be, it led the jezebel to nod once in illidan’s direction, before she too turned and departed, trudging in the pawmarks left by the enraged raleska.