Jaina's plan was somewhat risky. If King Varian had taken it a little harder and interrogated the four Orcs severely, Jaina might have been exposed.
But Jaina has nothing left to lose. The Alliance, unaware of Jaina true nature, betrayed her own father for "peace," making her infamous. She doesn't care about her reputation; it can't get any worse.
In this unseen, clandestine battle, Jaina guessed Varian's intentions, but Varian failed to see through Jaina's scheme. Jaina emerged victorious, and Anduin became her prize.
The unexpected success and the ease with which Anduin was controlled filled Jaina with joy.
If the Black Dragon Princess hadn't already gotten there first, she might have even considered killing King Varian and then installing Anduin, this obedient puppet, on the throne, thus seizing power over the Kingdom of Stormwind.
Many Evil conspiracies in the world are often disguised as Justice.
"You must find a way to persuade your father, little Prince," Jaina instructed earnestly, Anduin, "You know, persuasion is an art. You must use the most concise language to state the stakes and grasp the key points. The Scourge is different from us; they are a bunch of dead, an Evil force destined to destroy the world. Your father may hope the Scourge can weaken the Horde and then rise up to uphold Justice. But that's wrong. The Scourge can resurrect fallen warriors; they will only grow stronger."
"The Lich King Arthas was once Prince of Lordaeron. I met him many years ago. Your father knew Arthas and thought he was trustworthy, but that was a complete mistake. Lich King with such immense power cannot be content to remain confined to a corner. The greater the power, the greater the desire. I know Arthas; he is an ambitious man, an ambitious Prince. The Scourge is an uncontrollable force, capable of destroying the world at any moment because of his likes and dislikes. It is the most unstable element in Azeroth, a powder keg that could explode at any time. You must make your father understand this."
Anduin listened intently, inhaling the pleasant scent emanating from Jaina.
"We must prepare for the Lich King Arthas and take the initiative," Jaina said with an air of absolute certainty, as she poured Anduin another cup of tea.
Anduin looked dejectedly at his hands and murmured, "If only I were King."
Jaina smiled, reaching out to ruffle the Stormwind City Prince's blond hair. "Don't rush, little Prince. When the time is right, one day when you inherit the throne, you will gain even more support."
Finally, Jaina stretched her arms, revealing her beautiful curves, and said somewhat languidly:
"Now, let's cheer our lad on. He must convince his father. Come on, give me a high five, for Azeroth!"
For Azeroth.
Anduin clasped his small hand with Jaina's, feeling a great sense of responsibility.
Jaina's commotion was so great that it finally caught the attention of the Black Dragon Princess. She immediately summoned Robbie and Vanessa for a discussion. Jaina's whereabouts had been discovered too late; the Prince Anduin under her control.
"The situation is very bad." The Black Dragon Princess said sadly, "I never expected Jaina's trump card to be Prince Anduin. Now she's practically Anduin's stepmother. This is truly heartbreaking."
"Jaina played her cards well; it seems she understands Varian and Anduin's nature very well."
Robbie reviewed Jaina's actions, thought carefully, and analyzed, "Perhaps she has some intelligence sources, some people who have connections with the Wrynn royal family."
"Lady Cassandra," the Black Dragon Princess said viciously, "She was Anduin's etiquette teacher, has ties to the Twilight's Hammer, and once instigated Anduin use the power of the Old Gods —a kind of dark magic that can increase mental strength. Because the harm was within a controllable range, I ignored it."
The Black Dragon Princess's controllable range is a rather large area.
"Only by countering her moves can we force Jaina to use all her trump cards. We can't stand idly by; we must take action." Robbie pondered, while Experiment 335, sitting below, eagerly chimed in, "Since Jaina used Anduin persuade King Varian, why don't I take her place?"
"Foolish!" the Black Dragon Princess roared. "Your disguise might fool Jaina, who's unfamiliar with Varian, but can it fool Prince Anduin? Don't be delusional about Varian's lovers. Oh! By the way, Varian has a lover, Naga race Siren. Her figure, her skin—she's absolutely captivating."
Experiment 335 was itching to try it, but then the Black Dragon Princess raised an eyebrow and threatened:
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, that Siren eats people. If she finds out you're an imposter, she'll definitely eat you alive."
Upon hearing Experiment 335 trembled all over and his lustful desires vanished.
"Black Dragon Princess, how much influence do your words have on King Varian?" Robbie asked.
"Completely ineffective." The Black Dragon Princess shrugged and scoffed, "King Varian hates me for taking away his power; he won't listen to a word I say."
"So, in Stormwind City, who is Varian's most trusted person? If he has a problem, who does he consult?" Robbie asked again.
"Of course, it's Duke Bolvar," the Black Dragon Princess blurted out, then explained:
"Duke Bolvar was chosen to rival me. His current power is largely due to King Varian's support, along with the nobles whose interests are tied to the House Wrynn. They collectively elevated Bolvar's power, but he is not easily manipulated; he has his own ideas."
Robbie nodded after hearing this, and then asked again, "So, can you influence Duke Bolvar?"
The Black Dragon Princess said smugly, "I must admit, I do have some charm, not in my appearance, although my looks are top-notch, but in my temperament and abilities. Duke Bolvar admires me very much."
"That's really good news," Robbie laughed. "I think I see a glimmer of hope. We just need a little luck. Hopefully, Varian will Steadfast enough not to impulsively believe Anduin's nonsense and will be able to consult Bolvar. If Bolvar does, he'll tell Varian what you told him, and Jaina can go to hell."
"What should I say to Duke Bolvar?" the Black Dragon Princess asked, puzzled. "I have no idea how Jaina managed to persuade King Varian."
"We need a little trick. There's a kind of knowledge called Tao, which is profound and mysterious, and its persuasive power is incredibly strong. No matter what Jaina and Anduin say, we'll have a way to deal with it."
Varian and his son Anduin often ate dinner at the same table, but they rarely talked. They usually ate separately and then went their separate ways.
That evening, Anduin had finished his main meal but before dessert was served, he mustered his courage and said, "Father, I want to talk to you!"
"Are you going to bring up your Orcs again?" Varian waved his hand impatiently. "Think what you want. I don't want to hear your explanation. Why should a child meddle in these things? Studying is your duty. Eat more and get stronger so that the Orcs don't catch you and eat you."
"Orcs are merciful; they wouldn't eat people." Anduin fumed. A servant brought him delicious snacks, but he didn't even glance at them. His gaze drifted into the distance, and after a long while, he remembered Jaina's instructions and said, "Father, I want to talk to you about the Lich King Arthas."
"Arthas?" Varian suddenly felt something was wrong. What was wrong with this kid? First the Orcs, then Arthas. Someone must have said something behind his back. Yes, that must be it.
How could they deceive a child! What's worse, Anduin actually believed them!
Who is it?
Varian suddenly remembered Thrall, who had deceived him. He hated himself for that, and now he hated Anduin it too.
With a whoosh.
King Varian drew his sword, its blade gleaming, and King fierce expression was revealed. "Tell me, Anduin, who taught you this? Tell me!"
Anduin terrified; his heart nearly stopped beating. It seemed as if Varian's sword would really pierce him.
"It's Aunt Jaina," Anduin whispered, ashamed of his own Steadfast resolve.
"Damn Jaina, that treacherous old hag from Theramore!" Varian roared in fury.
"I knew it! This wicked woman didn't come to Stormwind City for the ball; she must have some ulterior motive. I should have killed her immediately."
"You're not allowed to talk about Aunt Jaina like that!" Anduin suddenly mustered his courage and protested to Varian.
"Hehe!"
King Varian suddenly cleaved the dining table in two with his sword, startling Anduin he sat down on the ground.
"Your Aunt Jaina watched helplessly as the Orcs killed her father, the great Grand Admiral of the Kul Tiras Navy, fell to the ground, cut down by the Orcs, just like this poor table. She personally delivered her father into the Orcs' ambush! Anduin, do you want to follow Aunt Jaina's example? Are you so eager to become King?"