As a prominent marshal in Stormwind City, the Windsor Family owned a beautiful manor Stormwind City. Jaina met Mrs. Windsor, a young and beautiful woman with fair and delicate skin, and large, watery, adorable eyes.
Although it was an older man and a younger woman, Mrs. Windsor was elegant and courteous, clearly a well-educated noblewoman. Before marrying the Marshal, she was a renowned virtuous lady in Stormwind City.
"Your Highness Queen Jaina, your presence is a great honor for the Windsor Family," Mrs. Windsor greeted Jaina politely.
Gazing at this elegant young noblewoman, with her curvaceous figure, Jaina felt a pang of jealousy.
The marshal had two sons and a daughter. His eldest son was already a major in the army, while the other two were still young. Although they were not related to Mrs. Windsor by blood, they got along well.
Jaina offered her greetings in a friendly manner, and when asked about Marshal Windsor's recent situation, Mrs. Windsor's eyes reddened, and she sobbed as she spoke to Jaina:
"After the King's mysterious disappearance, the marshal noticed that the nobles of Stormwind City were behaving strangely. They ignored Savior 'Thrall orders and were indifferent to saving Azeroth. The entire Stormwind City was indulging in pleasure. Even I, a mere woman, knew that the Orcs were the only hope for saving Azeroth, Thrall was the great Savior. But Duke Bolvar just wouldn't understand."
At this point, Mrs. Windsor picked up the black-tailed White Cat beside her, gently stroking its back, while her other hand pinched the cat's belly hard. The poor kitten looked terrified but dared not make a sound.
"To save the Azeroth, the Marshal knew he could no longer remain silent. At that time, Westfall was already under the control of the Brotherhood, Darkshire's Night Watch. Only Lakeshire remained relatively peaceful. The Marshal realized that only by getting Lakeshire to Horde with the Horde and become Orcs territory could Stormwind City submit to the Orcs and join the cause of saving Azeroth. So the Marshal led his troops to Lakeshire."
After a long silence, Mrs. Windsor sniffled and said, "I've received news of the Marshal again. I heard he was captured by the Dark Iron Dwarves in the Burning Steppes and imprisoned in the Black Iron Prison. Everyone says it was Countess Katrana Prestor who betrayed him."
Jaina was secretly alarmed upon hearing this. During her trip to Stormwind City, she discovered that the Peace Dove Organization had suffered a major blow, and several of the candidates in the plan had become the Black Dragon Princess's henchmen. The only one she could count on was Marshal Windsor.
The situation had deteriorated to such an extent that all they could hope for was that the Marshal was still alive. Jaina suddenly stood up and declared righteously, "The Orcs have sacrificed everything to save Azeroth, while Stormwind City has stood by and done nothing. Windsor is Stormwind City's only hope. Rest assured, Madam, I will definitely help the Marshal escape this perilous situation."
With Jaina's assurance, Mrs. Windsor was overjoyed. Influenced by the Peace Dove since her youth, her greatest dream in life was to enter Orgrimmar and meet her idol Thrall in person.
"Queen Jaina, everything depends on you. Is there anything I can do for you?" Mrs. Windsor asked with eager hope.
Jaina hesitated for a moment. Many of the Doves of Peace Dove had been destroyed, but the Marshal's manor could be used as a contact point. Mrs. Windsor agreed without hesitation.
To rescue the Marshal, Jaina needed to find some powerful allies. After pondering for a long time, she realized that the warden of the Stockade, Sai'erwote, remained loyal to the Peace Dove.
Jaina disguised herself and quietly arrived at the Stockade. Sai'erwote hurriedly came out to greet her, and the two discussed matters in a secret room.
"Great Lady Jaina, how can I help you?" Sai'erwote asked, his eyes darting around.
Jaina thought to herself, the situation in Stormwind City is tense. Sai'erwote also somewhat flustered. He shouted, "I need several strong prisoners, preferably fearless assassins. I've heard there's a Gnoll named Hogger in the Stockade."
Sai'erwote shook his head and said, "Hogger has become an interrogator for SI:7."
"Damn SI:7, fine, I need your recommendations for suitable candidates."
Sai'erwote pondered for a moment, then raised an eyebrow and said, "The most vicious criminal in the Stockade is undoubtedly the Evil Cam Deepwrath. This man seems to be incapable of feeling pain. He once slaughtered an entire Furbolg camp, covered in blood. A typical outlaw, he was arrested for plotting to sabotage the Thandol Span."
Jaina nodded repeatedly as she looked at the information, but then suddenly noticed that this Kam Deepwrath was a Dwarf. Her brow furrowed, and distrust was evident. "Race doesn't represent honor, but it does represent loyalty. I don't like races from the Alliance; it must be warriors from the Horde."
Sai'erwote hesitated for a moment. "The terrible Tata'er is just right. He is a vicious and ruthless Orcs who committed numerous crimes in Lakeshire and should have been executed on the spot. However, because he is Orcs, he was favored by King Varian and has been imprisoned."
After reviewing Tata'er's information, Jaina nodded in satisfaction. "Lakeshire, not bad, that's it. Of course, that's far from enough. Who else can you recommend?"
Sai'erwote noticed Jaina's preferences and immediately introduced her:
"Three Blackrock Orcs from Lakeshire committed murder and robbery Lakeshire. Although they were wanted several times, they remained at large because of King Varian's favor, until the King disappeared, at which point they were captured and imprisoned in the Stockade."
"Very good, I'll take all three." Jaina beamed, then after a moment of Anjing, asked, "I also need a guide, preferably someone very familiar with the Burning Steppes and Blackrock Spire."
Sai'erwote lowered his head and thought for a moment:
"No one is more suitable than Randolf Morlock. On the surface, he is a human nobleman, but the Court Mages have long seen through him. His true identity is an Orcs, most likely the notorious conman, Prince Qiaoluo, who never shows his face. He used the Orb of Deception to transform into a human. Strangely, we searched his entire body but could not find the Orb of Deception."
"It's actually Prince Qiaoluo!"
Jaina showed great interest. "Orcs Highness Qiaoluo the Orc is a big shot in Azeroth's criminal underworld—fraud, theft, murder."
He once infiltrated Ravenholdt Manor unscathed, and his greatest feat was impersonating Thrall's brother to trick Emperor Thaurissan of the Blackrock Depths into giving him the Emperor's Jewel. This is the origin of His Highness Qiaoluo's title.
"I need to see Prince Qiaoluo immediately."
Jaina soon got her wish and met Randolf Morlock, an elegant human nobleman with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth and a hint of Pride.
Jaina could tell at a glance that he was enveloped in intense magic.
"I know a way. Grind the Orb of Deception into powder, swallow it using a special method, and you can maintain your transformed state indefinitely," Jaina said with a gleam in her eyes and a smile.
With his secret exposed, the Pride Randolf Morlock froze, cold sweat pouring down his face. Jaina, however, wore a smug expression. "I need you to serve me. In return, I promise you your freedom and that I will introduce you to the service of the great Savior Thrall."