"You audacious Jaina, how dare you attempt to assassinate the King! Your life is forfeit!"
Upon seeing the bleeding finger of Experiment 335, Robbie roared and drew his sword to stab Jaina, fulfilling his duty as a guard.
Jaina smiled contemptuously, pointed at Robbie, and tried to use her Shapeshifting on Robbie, just like she had on Tina the cow.
Robbie saw the composition of Point, Line, and Planes. Once he understood the components of magic enough, dealing with Jaina's Shapeshifting became easy. Robbie used a transfer method, employing a technique of using Holy Light to transfer the Shapeshifting to the chair next to the fireplace. The wooden chair immediately turned into a dazed groundhog.
Jaina was stunned for a moment. She didn't know if there was a problem with her spellcasting, or if the other party had mastered some kind of secret technique, or if the armor itself had the ability to transfer magic. Without thinking too much, Jaina quickly threw out a Fireball.
Robbie stretched out his right hand, grabbed the millstone-sized Fireball, and extinguished it in his palm.
Jaina was taken aback. She finally understood why King Varian dared to go out and fool around with only one guard. It turned out that the Kingdom of Stormwind was hiding such a powerful expert.
Jaina's mind raced. Although she was confident in her abilities, she dared not make a big fuss while on Kingdom of Stormwind territory. Who knew if a large contingent of guards was waiting nearby? In that case, the plan to kidnap Varian had to be abandoned.
Experiment 335 waved his hand and said in a low voice, "Guard, step back. This isn't Lady Jaina's fault; I injured myself by accident." He then politely bowed to Jaina and said:
"Your Excellency Jaina, please allow me to step aside briefly to bandage the wound on my hand."
Jaina's expression was uncertain, but she simply nodded.
Inside the small cabin, Robbie used Holy Light to heal the wounds of Experiment 335.
"That's so strange. I didn't touch anything, but I got bitten hard. Could there be a snake under Jaina's skirt?" Experiment 335 exclaimed in bewilderment, "Could it be bigger than mine?"
"That's Spellstealer Wyrm!" Robbie patted Experiment 335 on the shoulder. "You should rein in your lust. Jaina is not someone you can handle."
"What should I do next?" Experiment 335 asked with difficulty. "As you can see, I never expected Jaina to be so aggressive. I was so nervous that I forgot all the lines I had prepared."
"That idiot, "Robbie sighed, rubbing his forehead. "It's alright, just do whatever you want. I've already shown my strength; Jaina won't dare do anything to you. We have to force Jaina to reveal all her trump cards in Stormwind City."
Experiment 335, suddenly emboldened, became arrogant and overbearing again. He strode back into the living room, exclaiming with boundless pride, "Hahaha, beautiful Lady Jaina, for the sake of Azeroth, I wonder if you will accept my marriage proposal?"
Jaina's face darkened, but she remained calm and forced a smile:
"King Varian, you have indeed captivated me, but I am still young, and my mother must decide on my marriage. May I return to Kul Tiras, explain the situation to my mother, and then give you my reply?"
"Very well! Very well! I will await good news."
Experiment 335 was nothing like a King; he was more like an arrogant mountain bandit. Jaina knew the operation had failed. After chatting with Experiment 335 for a few moments, she immediately got up to take her leave.
"That really scared me to death."
After Jaina left, Experiment 335 immediately relaxed, sweat pouring out and soaking him completely. "Jaina, that woman, is really hard to get close to. I barely managed to hold on."
"You're too tense," Robbie reminded him. "We're about to face even more challenges. Once we enter Theramore, there's Thrall, Vol'jin, Rexxar, and all those Horde heroes. You're not afraid to die, so what is there to fear?"
"You don't understand." Experiment 335's face was flushed, and she was practically steaming. "My nervousness is because I might have fallen for Jaina. She's becoming more and more charming, and I like her."
Love comes suddenly, catching people off guard.
Jaina knew very well that she would never marry King Varian.
Varian, though King, was still just a mortal, while Jaina needed an extraordinary romance, a Titan Keepers, or some ancient being of Azeroth, or at the very least, a dragon.
Since kidnapping Varian failed, Jaina had to resort to a roundabout method, which was also her only remaining trump card: the future ruler of the Alliance, the next King of Kingdom of Stormwind, Prince Anduin Wrynn.
Controlling Anduin is tantamount to controlling the future of the Alliance. Jaina didn't want to use this trump card; she originally had her own plans, but now she has no choice.
Jaina sought out Marshal Windsor. To control someone, one must first understand everything about them. With Marshal Windsor's help, all the information about Anduin was quickly presented to Jaina.
Prince Anduin Wrynn, son of Varian, was born fifteen years ago at the Dark Portal and is now only nine years old.
Because of Queen Tiffin's untimely "death," Varian had no memory of his mother.
Anduin grew up under the protection of Onyxia, the Black Dragon Princess. Don't expect a Black Dragon to take good care of a human child. In the Black Dragon Princess's eyes, the future heir of Kingdom of Stormwind should be a strong person who can stand on his own, and the last remaining bloodline of the next generation of the House Wrynn does not meet this requirement.
The Black Dragon Princess saw through Anduin's potential at a glance. He was physically weak and lacked natural advantages, making him unsuitable to be Warrior who relied on strong muscles. He had no magical talent and didn't even have the ability to summon Demons. He was basically cut off from magic-based professions, and the only thing he could rely on was the Holy Light.
Anduin's talent for the Holy Light was only average; any random child on the street wouldn't be much worse than him. The Black Dragon Princess raised him as a puppet, basically letting him do as he pleased, only telling him certain things he absolutely couldn't touch, but not forbidding his behavior.
Fortunately, Duke Bolvar was a responsible and dedicated teacher who did his best to mentor Anduin.
However, due to the stubbornness of a Paladin, the constraints of those rules and regulations made young Anduin very uncomfortable. After all, Anduin was a Prince, Bolvar could not discipline him as strictly as a father, but could only guide him gently.
Anduin grew a little older, his studies expanded to include etiquette, art, swordsmanship, magic, history, geography, philosophy, and the Holy Light, among other subjects. These courses nearly overwhelmed Anduin's small frame; the growth of a Prince is never easy. Anduin sadly discovered that he wasn't a particularly bright or quick-witted child, and many of his subjects were extremely difficult for him, while some of his peers, the sons of noble families, completed their studies with ease.
This put immense pressure on Anduin's young mind, driving him to near despair.
Until he met the person who would influence his entire life, Lady Cassandra, who had served as the headmistress of the Stormwind City Orphanage and was renowned for her wisdom, Anduin's etiquette mentor.
Lady Cassandra was a stern mentor who struck the poor Prince's hands with a bamboo stick more than once, but she taught Anduin a dark power. Anduin realized this power was wrong; the Black Dragon Princess had warned him not to touch such power, lest he become trapped in it.
However, Anduin soon found that his studies became easier, and he easily became the best student.
That comes from the Twilight's Hammer, the Power of the Old Gods.
Jaina initially considered threatening Anduin with the secrets of the Old Gods, but threatening a mentally immature child was too risky, so she hesitated. After reviewing all the information about Prince Anduin, Jaina realized that Anduin lacked a mother figure, and that by occupying that position, she could completely control Anduin.