“No, probably just me on a gryphon or something like that”
Kathlin responded to Sharon. Liaena glanced at her diffidently. “Eh, something like that”

The shorter girl gave Sharon a worried look, and then turned to Mei. “Hey.  The indirect reason a demon is terrorising Stormwind is because a Scourge cult posing as a merc guild called the ‘White Hand’ are trying to kill –“ here she pointed at Sharon “—him. Do me a favour and keep a look out for assassins, would you?”

“Never mind, you’ll probably be safer with her than us” Kathlin said consolingly as she backed off towards the door.  Liaena reached up to give the High Elf a quick kiss and then moved to join her. “...do NOT get in the line of fire. Your bodyguards have it covered”

With that, the pair turned to duck out of the door onto a small cramped square in the dwarven district. On the other side of the city from the Mage district as they were, the atmosphere almost appeared normal. Liaena tugged at Kathlin’s hand to guide her, and the two girls turned to flee down a side street. 

“Ah….Li? This isn’t the way to the Gryphon post” 
Kathlin gasped after a few minutes of ducking and weaving expertly between buildings. Liaena turned to check back behind them; in her free hand was a vial she was holding like a grenade. “Detour. We’re taking”

Coming out onto one of the canal bridges, Kathlin turned to take in the majestic façade of the Cathedral looming over the buildings ahead of them. “Detour….home?”

“Yes”

The other girl shook her head as she jogged along. “Seems...too good…to be true. I’ll go with it”

The square that they emerged onto was by contrast a hotbed of activity. The main work seemed to be the rapid import of civilians and city watch casualties into the monastery clinics, many sporting ugly burns or dark wounds – or simply missing body parts. This entire process was being watched over by multiple priests rushing about with clip boards, one of which Liaena made a beeline for now. “LIAM! A word!”

Priest Gray turned sharply with a harassed look on his face – one that melted into mingled relief and anger when he saw the pair. “Rune….what’s going on!? Reports say that a Demon has made a nest in your boyfriends house, half the mage district is on fire and the army is being called in! What in the eastern kingdoms did you DO!? …Light, I’m so glad you’re okay”

“Me too, dear” Kathlin responded as she returned the priest’s hug. 

Liaena, who looked as if she was about to commence some pre-determined spiel, stalled noticeably as she stared at the pair. “….[i]dear[/i]? Since when!?”

“Er, about six months ago?”
The taller priestess said amiably. From the expression on her companions face, it cut no ice at all. “….but [i]Liam[/i]!? Really. [i]Why[/i]?”

“[b]EH-HEM[/b]!” Priest Gray said sharply, the young mans face now slightly purple from some combination of stress and now embarrassment as he glowered at Liaena. “Get to the POINT Rune, before I call the Paladins!”

“Oh, right. Yes.” Liaena said, before pointing at Kathlin. “The demon’s in love with her”

“….”

“….I don’t think that was the best thing to start with” 
Kathlin commented as she took in Liam’s stupefied expression. Liaena merely smirked. “Just for his expression, it totally was.”