Jaina was always happy whenever she visited the Orcs internment camp.
She was delighted to see the Orcs child, especially his thin, pale face, which was full of sunshine and hope.
But each time, Jaina left heartbroken.
She couldn't understand why King Terenas could never solve the Orcs problem.
It's a very simple problem; all it takes is some food and meat for the adorable Orcs baby to be happy.
"They always find excuses to avoid it, Lady Jaina." Thrall was kind and polite. Having grown up under human tutelage, Thrall understood manners better than those ferocious Orcs, which earned Jaina's respect.
Perhaps it was Thrall's upbringing that made Jaina develop a fondness for Orcs.
"The Orcs are too weak and desperately need the help they deserve. This is a top priority that must be addressed, Dalaran will certainly take it seriously."
Jaina's genuine smile suddenly turned into a playful and sly grin, "Lord Thrall, oh no, I should address you as the Regent of Lordaeron."
Thrall and King Terenas became sworn brothers, with Thrall serving as Regent of Lordaeron. Although this was not made public, it had already spread among the high-ranking officials, who considered it a joyous occasion, representing peace between humans and Orcs.
Thrall smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying, and said, "Everyone knows that this is merely a title without substance. Terenas is a stingy King; he won't share any power with me, not even the slightest bit."
Behind Jaina, the young Mage Apprentice secretly exchanged glances.
Jaina's face immediately turned cold, and sharp words burst out. "There are only friends here, no enemies. Mage Apprentice, what can't you say in front of everyone?"
The new Mage Apprentice was somewhat embarrassed. He had noticed some unusual signs, but couldn't point them out in front of Thrall, so he could only say it tactfully:
"I've heard some bad rumors about Orcs; it seems there are some wandering Orcs active outside."
Thrall glanced at the Mage Apprentice and smiled, "There were some scattered Orcs who disturbed the people of Lordaeron, but fortunately no damage was caused. It was handled very well; we Orcs are always very efficient."
"Mind your own business, Mage Apprentice. Orcs are honest, kind, and friendly; they are a peace-loving race." Jaina's voice was sharp. The Mage Apprentice, of low status, was humiliated and blushed, muttering under his breath:
"Don't forget, the Orcs started two wars, and countless humans sacrificed their lives for them."
"That's the Demons' fault. Demon Blood Corruption the Orcs' hearts. The Orcs are also pitiful victims." Jaina was furious. She couldn't understand why a mere Mage Apprentice could be so unreasonable.
The Mage Apprentice finally fell silent.
Jaina flashed another perfect smile, turning to Thrall: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect that."
"This isn't your fault; humans are always prejudiced against us." Thrall waved his hand magnanimously, smiling gently. "I will prove with our sincerity that Orcs are a peaceful and friendly race."
Jaina bowed deeply to Thrall, saying, "Your noble character is truly admirable."
Thrall shook his head modestly, somewhat embarrassed, and smiled slightly:
"I have been fortunate to meet many great figures: the Archmage Antonidas, the Lightbringer Uther, the red Dragon Mage Krasus, and of course Guardian Medivh. Their noble character has deeply influenced me. I have inherited and carried forward these fine virtues and passed them on to my people, teaching them to pursue peace and Justice."
"You are such a lovely gentleman."
Jaina sincerely praised the child, taking him from the female Orcs's arms. The little Orcs, who had been crying incessantly, now smiled brightly in Jaina's embrace.
"By the Holy Light, you are truly a merciful Naaru," the female Orcs exclaimed in admiration.
Jaina's face was beaming with a radiant smile, her exquisite features seemingly enveloped in a Holy Light. Although she was not Paladin, at this moment it was as if that Holy Light had descended upon her.
Only the Mage Apprentice persisted, especially when he approached the female Orcs and asked her questions. Although they were all trivial matters, such as food and lodging, they still displeased Jaina.
The female Orcs looked flustered, unsure how to answer, and kept glancing at Thrall.
Unfortunately, Jaina didn't notice anything amiss. She smiled apologetically at Thrall, then sternly reprimanded the Mage Apprentice: "You've frightened a great mother, Mage Apprentice."
Jaina's voice was sharp and shrill, but the Mage Apprentice was unusually persistent and refused to give up.
"Thrall, I would like to know how many Orcs are in this camp, and whether you could guide us on a detailed tour. You know, only the most detailed information can make our mission more effective. We are only observing the surface each time, just going through the motions, which makes our investigations difficult to be convincing."
Thrall looked at Jaina with an innocent expression.
Jaina was completely enraged, like a berserk Fire Elementals.
"Mage Apprentice, shut up! Are you doubting my abilities?"
Another Mage Apprentice quickly stepped in and stopped his outspoken and eager companion from speaking out of turn.
Jaina remained indignant until an Orcs brought her some soup, at which point Jaina expression softened.
"This rare delicacy is only served to distinguished guests," Thrall said solemnly.
"You are a generous Orcs." Jaina took a small sip. Although it wasn't particularly delicious—the soup was too bland—it was a flavor Jaina had never tasted before.
"It tastes good," Jaina said politely, taking a few more sips.
"You'll like it, distinguished guest," Thrall grinned, a hint of something sinister in his expression.
"Thinking back to my past self, I was just as stupid as Jaina is now."
Arthas was filled with deep regret, shaking his head and sighing.
"Prince Highness, Jaina and you..."
Robbie didn't want to provoke Arthas, so he hadn't asked about Arthas's relationship with Jaina. Seeing Arthas's indifferent attitude towards Jaina, Robbie finally felt comfortable asking.
We were engaged, but it was called off.
Arthas's expression was indifferent, as if he were recounting an unrelated past event, and he shrugged, saying:
"There seem to be some rumors circulating about us, about beautiful love stories and such. Unfortunately, they don't know that political marriages never involve love. But I cannot tolerate the Orcs' deception, especially since it happened right before my eyes."
Having gained considerable strength, Arthas, like any novice adventurer, displayed an expression of fearlessness, seemingly undeterred even in the face of Dragon.
"Prince Highness, what you need is calm. In fact, we can't tell whether Thrall deceived Jaina or if they were putting on an act together."
Robbie lacks the ability to read people's minds, but he is always cautious and thoughtful in his actions.
"Thrall might be able to fool young Jaina, but he could never fool Archmage Antonidas." Robbie frowned. "So there's no point in exposing it all."
"Fine, we'll just sit here and watch the show." Arthas was very annoyed.
"No, this is a great opportunity, at least, a chance to give Thrall a good beating."
Robbie's smile was sinister.