Hefna had wandered, her mind in confusion, she was to be married to Aave, yet her heart still ached for Lorealie, her life was in shambles and she had no idea what to do.
During her wanderings, she came upon a group of crusaders, in her misery and confusion she did not raise a hand, instead she laid there as they beat her with out mercy. She reveled in the pain, the absence of thought caused by the agony. And then nothing...Blackness...death.
A man came upon her, unknown to her or many, he probed what remained of her concious and found her confusion and great capacity for love. Noding to himself he began to chant and the girl vanished in a flash of light.
When she woke, she was in agony, bleeding, alone, dying..and alive...again..her powers, everything that Arthas had given her..gone...and she would die once again...or would she?