Ironforge!
To show her respect for King Bronzebeard, Jaina did not use teleportation and instead rode Gryphon to arrive after a long and arduous journey.
Upon seeing King Bronzebeard, Jaina, disregarding her travel fatigue, beamed a perfect smile:
"I've run myself ragged trying to save Azeroth, King Bronzebeard! Take me to Prince Anduin! I think he's eager to sacrifice himself for Azeroth."
King Bronzebeard sat firmly and said with a smile:
"Anduin is a good boy. When he heard that he needed to sacrifice himself to save Azeroth, he became very excited and repeatedly asked to return to Stormwind City. He was ready to die for Azeroth at any time. There are very few good boys like him. I am truly happy for King Varian."
Jaina smiled, her eyes crinkling, and sighed:
"Countless people of Azeroth have sacrificed their lives for Azeroth, especially the great Orcs. Anduin told me many times that the Orcs are his role models, Thrall, the Savior, is his role model. It is Thrall's spirit of Consecration that has spurred Anduin forward. I am proud of Anduin."
Then, Jaina sighed softly, "So many years have passed without me even realizing it. Time really flies."
King Bronzebeard shrugged and said, "Yes, time flies. Jaina, you 'Consecration everything for Azeroth. Prince Anduin is doing well in Ironforge, but if you want to take him away, you'll need to pay a small price."
"What will be the price?" Jaina had a bad feeling.
King Bronzebeard's gaze burned with ill intent as he scrutinized Jaina.
"Prince Anduin is willing to give his life for Azeroth, Lady Jaina, you will surely grant me this small request. You know, I am very lonely."
Jaina was absolutely furious, baring her teeth and claws as she demanded, "Is this something a King should say?"
King Bronzebeard shook his head in disappointment:
"What, Jaina? You're unwilling to pay even such a small price for Azeroth? So you're just a shameless opportunist. You've truly disappointed me."
Jaina was so angry that her face turned red, and she stammered, unable to speak. She then stormed off.
Watching Jaina's retreating figure, King Bronzebeard wore a confident expression. A trusted aide asked, puzzled, "King Majesty, while Jaina is a beautiful woman, she is not without flaws. There are many women more beautiful than her. Why are you so fixated on her alone?"
King Bronzebeard smiled slightly and said:
"Do you think I'd like this vicious woman? Even if she slept with me, I'd still use Stormhammer on her. It's just a negotiation tactic. Jaina is determined to have Anduin; she'll definitely come back. And then, no matter what unreasonable demands I make, she'll have to agree."
Upon hearing this, the confidant hurriedly praised, "His Majesty the King is wise beyond measure; we are far inferior to him."
Magni Bronzebeard determined to defeat Jaina.
Sure enough, only half a day later, Jaina came to see King Bronzebeard again and said coldly, "King Majesty, I hope that last time was just a misunderstanding."
Bronzebeard waved his hand regretfully and said:
"Forget it, Jaina. Just consider me misled by the Old Gods. I'm more than willing to make this happen, but Anduin's stay in Ironforge has taken a toll on his food, clothing, and other necessities. Ironforge is poor, unlike the wealth of Theramore. If Lady Jaina is willing to pay a small fee, you can take Anduin away."
Jaina was already mentally prepared to be extorted, so she gritted her teeth and still smiled brightly, "Alright, how many gold coins do I need?"
Bronzebeard chuckled and handed Jaina a bill. Jaina frowned as she looked at the numbers on the bill, her pretty face turning terrifyingly grim.
"Your King, there seems to be some misunderstanding. Even if we were to compensate you with all of Theramore, it would still be far from enough."
Bronzebeard nodded and said seriously:
"Just adding Orgrimmar would be enough. I think you and Garrosh are both willing to give up this small amount of personal power to save Azeroth. Don't say your resolve is even less Prince Anduin's."
Jaina stood up abruptly, her eyebrows furrowed in anger. "Magni Bronzebeard, I don't have time for your amusement. If you insist on this, the people of all Azeroth will not stand for it."
Bronzebeard said unhurriedly, "I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, Jaina. You'll only get a corpse. How will you explain that to Thrall?"
Jaina sat down, forcibly Pain Suppression her anger:
"Alright, let's cut to the chase. Thrall needs Anduin as the Vessel for his arrival; he must die. Just tell me your conditions."
Bronzebeard smiled slightly and said, "That's right. Don't try to make murder sound noble and righteous. I don't think Thrall can succeed, so I only ask for what's right now: I want Arathi Highlands, the Horde must withdraw from Hammerfall, and from now on, they must never cross the Thoradin's Wall again."
Territory has always been a matter of fierce competition, and this demand is extremely unreasonable.
But compared to the first two demands, Jaina could barely accept them.
"Please give me some time," Jaina reluctantly agreed.
Jaina rested at an inn in Ironforge that night, and while having dinner, Jaina found a note inside her bread.
The quick-witted Jaina acted as if nothing had happened. As night fell, Jaina went to bed early and used Arcane Magic to create an illusionary clone in her place. She then secretly slipped out of the inn and followed the directions on the note to a private residence.
A Dwarf woman was already waiting there; it was Moira.
"Moira, you're such a good friend."
Thinking about the grievances she had suffered today, Jaina's anger surged. The one who started all of this was Moira, because she refused to hand over Prince Anduin.
Moira smiled faintly, "I know what Father told you. Hammerfall is Horde territory and more Sylvanas's private domain. I know this woman; she will never give up Hammerfall."
Jaina gritted her teeth in hatred and said, "It's all because of your father that I had no choice but to agree."
Moira gazed quietly at Jaina and whispered, "Jaina, perhaps I can help you, for example, by finding a way to steal Anduin."
Jaina looked at Moira with surprise. "You weren't deeply in love with Anduin?"
Moira smiled and shook her head, saying, "It's just for fun, there's no real feeling involved. Of course, I do need a few small conditions, but they won't be too difficult for you."
"State your conditions," Jaina asked, without much hope.
"I want to see Green Dragon Queen Ysera," Moira whispered.
Jaina was puzzled, but seeing Moira's insistence and apparent reluctance to explain, Jaina didn't press further and simply nodded.
"I know Ysera well, this is no problem, I can take you there."
Without delay, Jaina opened Portal and brought Moira to the Emerald Dream.
Ysera had never liked Jaina, but out of respect for the Guardian Aegwynn, she reluctantly agreed to meet with Moira.
When Moira was alone with Ysera, she whispered:
"Your Excellency Green Dragonflight Queen, are you familiar with the Dream Hammer?"
Ysera's eyelids twitched, and her expression turned serious.