Agna's ferocious smile instantly captivated Kites.
"What a captivating woman. The title of the most beautiful woman in Azeroth is truly well-deserved," Kites thought to himself.
Out of politeness and gratitude, Agna kindly offered Kites a drink, Kites readily accepted.
Agna brought out the precious Orcs wine. In fact, the Orcs' brewing skills were extremely poor, far inferior to the royal wine brewed in Stormwind City.
Although human history is short, it has long been ahead of other races in terms of enjoyment. For example, the royal wine of Stormwind City is something that even the best Dwarf brewers cannot make.
The wine Agna presented was merely a murky, unidentified liquid, but due to its limited production and the worship of Orcs, it was extremely expensive.
With a beautiful woman before him, even without wine, one becomes intoxicated by the atmosphere. After a few drinks, Kites felt dizzy and lightheaded.
The two first chatted about the customs and culture of Azeroth, and then, emboldened by a bit of alcohol, Agna suddenly showed a pained expression, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. Kites was very puzzled and quickly asked:
"Agna, what's wrong?"
Agna bit her lip, her contorted face struggling before finally blurting out:
"I was Thrall Faction to seduce the King of Stormwind City."
Kites nearly dropped the cup in his hand, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. He asked with displeasure, "What schemes does Thrall have up his sleeve?"
Agna gazed out the window; the banquet in the manor was still in full swing, the aroma of meat wafting through the air. Agna's eyes reddened, and she sobbed:
"There are many orphans in Orgrimmar whose parents died tragically in the war, leaving them destitute. I have done everything in my power to help them, but Thrall has threatened me with the lives of these orphans, forcing me to enter Stormwind City. I have been here for a long time, but have yet to take any action."
Agna's nose tingled, and tears streamed down her face.
"If I fail, Thrall will kill those poor orphans; they are innocent. I don't know what to do. I'm so upset that I'm singing on the swing..."
Kites frowned and said seriously, "The orphans of Orgrimmar are innocent, and the people of Stormwind City are innocent too."
Agna lowered her head, looking pitiful, and said:
"I understand Thrall's thoughts. He simply wants to preserve the Orcs. The Lich King Arthas has hesitated to send troops to Orgrimmar only because he is wary of Kingdom of Stormwind's attitude. He still cares about his people. As long as Stormwind City clearly states that it will participate in the Northern Expedition without actually sending troops, Arthas will have reservations, and Orgrimmar will be safe."
"Don't mention it again." Kites was furious, still harboring his ambition to become a wise ruler, and said sternly, "The Kingdom of Stormwind will not make concessions."
With that, Kites turned and left.
As soon as Kites left, Agna quickly wiped away her tears, a mocking smile appearing on her lips, before saying with some concern:
"Duke, it seems we have failed."
A mysterious dark figure appeared behind Agna, emitting a hoarse and unpleasant voice:
"Don't worry, you've already taken the first step successfully, planting a seed in King Majesty's heart. You don't need to do anything; just wait for that seed to take root and sprout. Hehe, I understand human nature best."
Back in Stormwind Keep, Kites grew angrier the more he thought about it, never imagining that the woman he loved was actually a spy Thrall Faction.
The Orcs woman's charm was astonishing. Kites suddenly remembered King Llane, who was assassinated because of his attraction to Garona, leading to the destruction of the Kingdom of Stormwind King Llane.
Even King Llane could not resist the charm of the Orcs woman.
Thinking of this, Kites felt somewhat relieved.
This could be considered Kites' first love, the first time he had ever felt a surge of attraction. Kites tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep, his mind filled with Agna's robust and beautiful figure.
The next morning, Kites struggled to get up, feeling groggy but wide awake. A guard came to report that a Goblin merchant was requesting an audience.
This was the communication method agreed upon by Kites and Garrosh. Kites hurriedly entertained the Goblin messenger in the secret room.
The little Goblin first bowed respectfully, and then said:
"Lord Garrosh will launch an impeachment campaign in Orgrimmar, requiring His Majesty the King's cooperation. All he needs to do is publicly declare that the Alliance will not participate in the Northern Expedition War, Thrall will be finished."
Kites was about to agree, but then Agna's image popped into his mind, and he hesitated. After a long silence, his love for Agna finally overcame his reason; he didn't want to see Agna's disappointed expression.
"Stormwind City is not ready yet. Please tell Lord Garrosh that I need some time, and the impeachment matter should be put on hold for now."
The little Goblin looked surprised, but he was just a messenger and dared not express his opinion.
"I will report back to Lord Garrosh truthfully."
Kites waved his hand, dismissing the little Goblin, and then collapsed wearily into a chair.
The decision just made preserved Thrall's position as chieftain, which was practically a lifesaver. Kites didn't know if it was right or wrong.
As a King, every decision he makes affects the lives of thousands, and he cannot act arbitrarily or be swayed by emotions. Kites began to regret his decision.
Kites spent the day in a daze, his mind blank except for the image of Agna, which kept drifting around and stimulating his nerves.
As night fell, ending a long day's work, Kites, as if by some strange twist of fate, traveled light and secretly made his way to the Grand Duke Alpha's estate. He had to see Agna.
A pair of eyes remained fixed on Kites.
Duke Bolvar shook his head sadly and said, "Kingdom of Stormwind is truly unlucky. Our new King is about to make the same mistake as King Llane."
Archbishop Benedictus emerged from the shadows and replied, "Or we could try banishing Agna, or even killing her outright."
Duke Bolvar said worriedly:
"Grand Duke Alpha's identity is mysterious and should not be provoked. Besides, would killing Agna be of any use? It would likely backfire; there are plenty of female Orcs in Orgrimmar."
Benedictus sat slumped in his chair, a bitter smile on his face. "Why must we gamble the Destiny of our kingdom on one man? Haven't there been enough tragedies caused by Kings' mistakes throughout the ages?"
Duke Bolvar remained silent; this was a problem he couldn't solve, and could only sigh:
"It seems we need to activate our backup plan. The Destiny of Kingdom of Stormwind is now in the hands of the future."
Inside the estate of the Grand Duke Alpha.
Kites and Agna's second meeting was pleasant; they talked only about romance and not about politics.
Agna was, after all, a Shaman, one of the most powerful figures in Orgrimmar. Compared to Kites, who came from the Night Watch, she was far more knowledgeable and experienced. Soon, her outstanding insight and eloquent speech won Kites's heart.
As night deepened and the guards urged him several times, Kites knew it was time to leave.
As they were about to part, Kites hesitated for a long time before finally making up his mind and asking, "Agna, will your mission end once Kingdom of Stormwind declares war on the Scourge?"
Agna nodded. "Thrall doesn't seek to destroy the Scourge, he only seeks self-preservation. If he does, he'll be satisfied and can remain firmly in his position as chieftain."
Kites took a deep breath and asked, "If things go well and the mission is completed, will you stay in Stormwind City?"