Ellorian had expected her to show sooner or later. He had not expected her to take the portal to one of the libraries he frequented. Thus he was caught a little off guard when the kaldorei woman appeared in the middle of the room. He had been sitting and reading while enjoying a glass of wine in the company of a couple of friends. There was no running from her here. She locked her eyes on him almost immediately and approached the table where he sat.
She immediately accused him of hiding behind the portals so that she couldn’t find him. He couldn’t deny that was exactly what he was doing. She insisted on speaking to him in private, even though he flat-out told her he didn’t exceptionally care to. She grabbed his hand and led him from the library.
They walked to his home nearby. “Ellorian,” She said as they walked up the stairs to his apartment, “I know you don’t want to see me. All I ask is that you listen.”
“I don’t have much choice, do I?” He sat on his bed, realizing his folly rather quickly as there was space on either side of him. He twitched an ear.
She smiled. No, he had no choice at all. She would have found a way to speak to him no matter what. She turned to look out the window briefly before sitting in a chair at his desk. Good, she didn’t choose the bed. Maybe she wasn’t here to–
“Ellorian, I love you.”
He watched her warily.
“I know I’ve made some mistakes,” That was an understatement. “But I hoped you could forgive me.”
His eyebrow shot up. Perhaps she was crazier than he already thought she was. He might as well come out and say it, “Are you insane? How can you expect me to forgive you? I found out I had children 300 years after the fact. You left instead of telling me. I wasn’t going anywhere. You had plenty of time to come back to tell me, but yet you never did. And now you have the nerve to come here and say that you love me? If you loved anyone, no one would have thought you were dead. You would not have deceived me about the twins, and we might have been able to find ways for me to see them and be part of their lives.”
“I was going to tell you. I’m sorry Ellorian. Due to the circumstances, I wasn’t able to come back that last night and–”
“I didn’t even know that would be the last night. How long did you know that without telling me?”
“Please Ellorian, listen to me.”
“I am listening. That doesn’t mean I necessarily have to agree with everything you say.”
“I love you. Please, give me another chance.”
“I loved you. I loved you up until a few months ago when I found out you were ‘dead’.” He stood, regarding her with a raised brow. “When I found out I had children that I didn’t know about, you broke my heart. I stopped loving you then.” He frowned as he watched her eyes water. He looked away. He would not be subject to a woman’s manipulative tears. “When I found out you had faked your death, and let your children, our children, believe you were gone…”
“I’m sorry. I said I was sorry to them too.”
He twitched an ear, still looking away. “I don’t love you anymore Aerrissa. Please leave.”
He heard her get out of the chair, and start towards the stairs. “If you change your mind, I’ll be in Darnassus. I found a room there near the temple.” He said nothing to reply to her. “I love you, and I am sorry.” She started down the steps. “Goodbye Ellorian.”
He waited until she was down the stairs and the door shut behind her before whispering, “Goodbye Aerrissa.”