Six years it had been since the two had last seen each other. Time could have passed longer had the fel not played an integral part in the reason Llane summoned him in the first place. In the end, the Guardian would be lying if he said it wasn't good to see the King.

No, it was beyond good to see his friend.

After his arrival, and once the Guardian had been filled in on the scope of the sudden threat of 'monsters' in the kingdom, Medivh found himself wandering as he waited for the group to assemble for their quest into Elwynn Forest. As he did, it struck him how loud some of the memories were, dating all the way back to when Medivh met both Llane and Lothar. Each room had recollections.

It was a terrible reminder of how lonely he now felt and how much each of them had been through since then.

Medivh was in the garden lingering when he felt the presence of someone else, watching him from behind. He knew who it was and was quite frankly surprised Llane hadn't tracked him down sooner. It had been six years, after all.

"My King," Medivh greeted. "Was there something left out earlier in our discussion regarding what we are faced with?"