King Genn Greymane is always captivated by the beautiful scenery of Darnassus, the capital of the Night Elves, whenever he visits the city.
King Greymane was no longer young, and the Kingdom of Gilneas had endured too much suffering. His strong will sustained him, allowing him to grow into a brave Worgen Warrior and a cunning diplomat.
King Greymane knew very well that the Kingdom of Gilneas alone could not withstand the Forsaken's attack.
After all, human Warriors need time to grow stronger, and every Worgen soldier who falls reduces the strength of the army.
As the war continues, the Forsaken's forces are steadily growing. With one side gaining at the expense of the other, the Kingdom of Gilneas will eventually be annexed by Undercity. Only by clinging tightly to Varian can the Kingdom of Gilneas be saved.
King Greymane was of sound mind; he was well aware that the increase in the number of Forsaken was related to King Varian's belligerence, and he had more than once suspected that the two adulterers had some kind of secret agreement.
But he dared not openly offend Stormwind City. During King Varian's reign, he could not show the slightest suspicion and could only bury this secret in his heart.
It was for this reason that King Greymane did not take immediate action after learning that King Varian had been sidelined and lost power, and remained in a wait-and-see mode.
Tyrande sent a Night Sentinels to invite King Greymane to Darnassus for talks.
The Night Elves had offered a helping hand to Gilneas during its most difficult time, and King Greymane could not refuse this invitation.
Upon entering Darnassus, Greymane declined Tyrande's eager invitation to discuss matters, citing poor health as the reason. He claimed that he was old and frail, and the fatigue from the journey had left him exhausted, requiring a few days of rest.
A wise politician never makes decisions when the situation is unclear.
A few days later, the "resurrected" Prince Anduin issued a statement from the Lion's Pride Inn. King Greymane felt that the situation was clear, and he knew very well that the so-called regent Anduin was just a puppet.
Based on the news of the Black Dragon Princess's appearance in Stormwind City a few days ago, King Greymane was able to make a wise judgment.
Onyxia, the Black Dragon Princess, has regained power.
She is a clever Black Dragon.
To deal with the arrogant King Varian, one needs to flatter and fawn. To deal with a clever Dragonkin, one only needs to let her know where the benefits lie. For the sake of the Alliance, the Black Dragon Princess will never give up Gilneas.
With confidence and assurance, King Greymane finally agreed to negotiate with Tyrande.
At the Night Elf race banquet, plates of delicious food were served for the guests to enjoy.
Greymane looked at his plate, which contained only two pitiful pieces of Osmanthus Cake, and felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
He knew this was Tyrande's anger at him for refusing to negotiate.
Greymane sighed inwardly, feeling a little sad. Ten thousand years had passed, Tyrande still acted like a naughty child, showing no awareness or magnanimity of a politician.
No wonder the Night Elf race have stagnated and made no progress; compared to the glory of Queen Azshara's era, they are not even worthy of carrying her shoes.
The Night Elves prepared a grand welcome banquet for a King, featuring a variety of delicious foods, lively and graceful dances, and a spectacular Elf acrobatic performance.
Greymane sat alone in a corner, watching the many Night Elves chatting and laughing, singing and dancing enthusiastically. No one spoke to him; it was as if he were invisible.
Greymane felt like an outsider, but he didn't think it mattered. Compared to the suffering he had endured, the Night Elf race's deliberate harassment was just a childish trick.
He Anjing ate two pieces of Osmanthus Cake, then fell into thought about the Destiny of the kingdom, pondering how to negotiate with the Black Dragon Princess and secure more benefits for the Kingdom of Gilneas.
When King Varian was in power, he was powerless against the local lords.
Many lords, despite being extremely wealthy, refused to pay taxes, instead making all sorts of excuses.
Greymane had long heard of the "face-changing" trick in Westfall, and in Kingdom of Stormwind, it was just one of the less sophisticated methods, but it was very effective.
This led to Stormwind City falling into poverty, and the House Wrynn's spheres of influence, such as Elwynn Forest, Lakeshire, Darkshire, also faced various problems, with disasters raging and people suffering.
The royal family is weakening, while local powers are gaining strength.
After the Black Dragon Princess took power, how dare the local lords not pay taxes? Did they dare to oppose a Black Dragon?
So, while the Kingdom of Stormwind appears impoverished on the surface, this poverty is limited to Stormwind City and its surrounding area. The entire kingdom still possesses a very deep foundation, after all, it is the most powerful nation in the Eastern Kingdoms.
Greymane suddenly realized that this might have been planned all along. Could this be the wisdom of a Black Dragon?
His free-flowing thoughts made Greymane seem to perceive some truths.
Black Dragon Princess Onyxia, the black dragon, is the real powerhouse, especially since she has the support of a powerful Black Dragonflight.
On the surface, it seems that there are not many Black Dragons left in Azeroth, but Greymane judged from some clues that the Black Dragonflight had simply gone into hiding, and may no longer be in Azeroth, but had gone to some other world, just like the Scourge.
Having figured everything out, Greymane suddenly understood what he had to do.
By the time Greymane snapped out of his reverie, the banquet was over, leaving only him and Tyrande.
Sitting at the head of the table, Tyrande seemed unwilling to raise his head, lost in thought.
People say that Tyrande Whisperwind is a polite, gentle, beautiful, and sensible woman, but only those who have met her know that this is simply a compliment to a leader.
Tyrande is beautiful, but she is by no means gentle.
"Greymane, you must already know what happened in Kingdom of Stormwind. Princess Onyxia, the Black Dragon Princess, has returned. I've long been skeptical of Varian and Thrall's boast of killing Black Dragon Princess, and now it has finally brought about disaster. This is the darkest moment for the Alliance; the calamity of Kingdom of Stormwind has begun. As the leader of the Night Elves, I cannot stand idly by while a Black Dragon reigns supreme. I will dispatch the valiant Night Hunter Legion, and the Gelkis Kingdom must cooperate."
Greymane wiped away non-existent smudges from the corner of his mouth, silently considering his words, and tried to speak as tactfully as possible:
"Priestess Excellency, the Kingdom of Gilneas faces the threat of the Forsaken. Sylvanas is eyeing my kingdom and people with predatory intent, making it difficult to mobilize troops. Of course, I will personally lead the most elite Royal Guard to cooperate with the Night Elves ' actions."
Greymane was very clever; he knew it would be unwise to offend Tyrande. As for how many Worgen his elite troops had and how strong they were, that was another matter entirely, and he had them all under control.
Tyrande saw through Greymane's perfunctory attitude; this was not the outcome she wanted. She said sternly:
"The Gelkis Kingdom must fully cooperate, King Greymane. This is not a plea, but an order."
"Order?"
Greymane was displeased. Yes, the Night Elf race were powerful and the Kingdom of Gilneas was weak, but the two leaders were equals. He had already made enough concessions, and Tyrande had no right to order a King around.
You must be patient and absolutely not let your emotions ruin everything.
Greymane said calmly:
"High Priestess, I deeply sympathize with King Varian's misfortune. You know, we are not only allies but also exceptionally close friends. I am very willing to do everything in my power to help King Varian, but the Forsaken will not let this golden opportunity slip by. I am willing to lobby Ironforge and Exodar on behalf of King Varian to cooperate with the Night Elf race's actions."
Tyrande is definitely not a qualified diplomat. Night Elves Pride notoriously arrogant. If Tyrande or Malfurion were to try to persuade them, they would only be kicked out as rude people.
After a long Anjing, Tyrande finally raised her head and carefully examined the Worgen King:
"I am quite confident that Sylvanas will not take this opportunity to attack your kingdom."