Karazhan Library.
Medivh received a letter from King Terenas from a Court Mages, which detailed the Peace Dove Plan.
"Why you? The last messenger seemed alright," Medivh asked calmly.
The Court Mages respectfully replied, "Amnennar disagreed with the Peace Dove Plan and was so angry that he shut himself in his room. He even told the King that you meant to kill all the Orcs —a complete fool."
"But that's what I meant!" Medivh, clearly unhappy.
The Court Mages hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for his life.
Medivh waved for the messenger to rise, then paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.
"Does Terenas not know that the people of Lordaeron are starving to death? He loves the Orcs more than his own people."
The Court Mages whispered, "His Majesty the King's children are also starving to death."
"Closer than your own children?" Medivh asked with a playful smile.
"That's interesting. I want to see how he ends up destroying his own kingdom, and then expecting his people to praise the Orcs King, support him, and sing his praises. In the end, the Orcs will roam the land, devour all humans, and humanity will be wiped out from Azeroth. Just thinking about it is exciting!"
Medivh was overjoyed, grabbing the Court Mages by the collar, as excited as a Demons who had received a sacrifice.
"Go back and tell foolish Terenas that I support his plan, that this is my intention, and if he can't do it, then I will take my own measures, and I hope he will cooperate."
"This is everything that happened to the Dragonmaw Clan."
The young messenger came from Grim Batol, a handsome High Elf with golden hair, who looked like a scholar.
King Terenas casually flipped through the intelligence presented by the messenger, which would be more accurately described as a "story."
Lordaeron has its own intelligence agency, and the old King can easily distinguish between the truth and fabricated lies.
"Nekros used the Demon Soul to enslave the Red Dragon Queen, forcing her to lay Dragon Eggs, resulting in the death of three of her mates. It's truly a tragic story."
The King's wrinkled face showed sympathy. "Thank you, young man. Your information is very important. I will record it in the court archives of Lordaeron, as well as in the national library. You should know that historians prefer to consult the library for information."
The young man said some polite words, bowed respectfully to the King, and then turned to leave. The King personally escorted him to the door.
Looking at the young man's retreating figure, the King wore a puzzled expression, and then Uther the Lightbringer appeared behind him.
"I am deeply saddened," the King said without turning his head, his voice filled with anguish. "Our old friends, the Dragonmaw Clan, have been slaughtered. They were innocent."
Uther said curiously, "I don't understand why the Red Dragon Queen would smear herself. If she wanted to hide the truth, she could have made up a better story."
The King shook his head. "Forget it, we can't count on the Dragonmaw Clan. Alterac is left to those Ogres. The most important thing now is to promote the Peace Dove."
The proposal of the Peace Dove was met with strong opposition from nobles and lords across the land, even when Medivh was mentioned.
King Terenas was under immense pressure. On one hand, he needed to win Medivh's support by appeasing the Orcs, otherwise his throne would be in jeopardy.
On the other hand, we must face the predicament of Lordaeron. In order to feed the Orcs, the people are generally suffering from hunger and cold, and there have been deaths from starvation in many places.
This is a world of magic, and with the support of the Order of the Silver Hand, Terenas's rule is incredibly secure, but he cannot ignore the problems.
Uther said coldly, "Your King, humans are different from other creatures. Humans live not by eating, but by experiencing spiritual pleasure."
Terenas understood. "Even if they suffer from hunger and cold, as long as they experience genuine joy and happiness, the problem will be solved."
Uther said solemnly, "That's right. We must first satisfy the Orcs' appetites. The people of Lordaeron can solve this through non-material means."
Terenas nodded. "The Orcs are so kind and benevolent; they are the Saviors of Azeroth."
Those who dared to oppose this all met tragic ends, such as King Llane, who was assassinated.
Then there's Sir Anduin Lothar, who died inexplicably in the final battle, simply because he suggested killing all the Orcs.
King Terenas and Uther learned from their mistakes and were determined not to repeat them.
With Uther's support, just as he had defied public opinion to establish the internment Internment Camp years ago, Terenas began to promote the Peace Dove journey.
They acknowledged the Orcs' inherently kind and benevolent nature, blamed all the crimes on the Burning Legion behind the scenes, spread Orcs culture, and tried to make the people like the Orcs.
In Lordaeron, every household had someone die at the hands of the Orcs, and it's only been a few years before the people forgot about it. How could that be possible?
Terenas's decrees were met with resistance, and the people denounced Terenas as a fool.
The old King, emboldened by setbacks, personally traveled to various places to deliver speeches, proclaiming the greatness and kindness of the Orcs.
Unfortunately, the results were minimal. If it weren't for the protection of the Silver Hand, they would have been stoned to death by the angry crowd long ago.
After many days, the King's face developed even more wrinkles.
On this day, Terenas went to Brill to give a speech, but the platform for his speech was torn down by the angry people as soon as it was erected.
Uther led the Silver Hand to maintain Order, and the platform was finally rebuilt. Terenas climbed onto the platform and said in a melodious voice:
"My people, long ago the Holy Light told us that the Orcs are merciful and kind, that they would never harm anyone, and you must believe me. Although the Orcs have made sacrifices for Lordaeron, those sacrifices were the work of the Burning Legion, Orcs should not be held responsible. For the sake of Azeroth, you should abandon your personal honor and hatred."
A Court Mages quietly ascended the high platform, whispered a few words in the King's ear, and handed him a letter.
This is a letter from Medivh, containing only one sentence.
I'll help you.
Terenas was overjoyed; with Medivh's help and support, the establishment of the Peace Dove was just around the corner.
The platform shook violently as a group of Orcs ascended, led by Orgrim Doomhammer.
"What's going on? Uther, what are you doing? Why did you let the Orcs up here?"
Terenas was stunned. The guards left him, while Uther and the knights of the Silver Hand stayed together, pretending not to see anything; their attention was entirely on the common people.
Orgrim grinned, his face contorted with malice, and said:
"King Majesty, I want to personally demonstrate to everyone the peace and kindness of the Orcs. For the sake of Azeroth, personal honor and disgrace are insignificant."
With that, Orgrim took a step forward, his sharp fangs piercing Terenas' chest.
"Ah!"
The old King screamed in agony, his chest instantly stained crimson with blood.
However, this was only the beginning. Not long after, Terenas was left bloodied and mangled, hanging upside down on the high platform, barely alive.
The people below were already completely silent, terrified.
Lifting Terenas's mangled body, Orgrim's eyes flashed with malice as he shouted:
"This is what happens when you dare to defy the Orcs. You're nothing but a bunch of trash."