Just as the Northern Expedition army set off in full force, the Night Empire on the Kalimdor Continent was also stirred by a modest commotion.
An exceedingly luxurious convoy entered the Darkshore region. Each carriage was pulled by Night Sabers clad in decorative Rune Armor, and they headed toward the Eternal Night Palace on the Floating Island, already visible in the distance.
In the largest carriage at the center of the convoy, Azshara lounged on a sofa, gently swirling the Moonlight Wine in her hand as she absentmindedly listened to the ancient Night Elven court music performed by the elven maidservants kneeling before her.
She had returned to the core of Night Elf power after all.
Although she was no longer the supreme queen, Azshara had adjusted her mindset and decided to gain new power within the Chancellor's Council.
Azshara was extremely confident about this. Just look at the sort of people currently serving on the council.
Other than Elisande, who posed some threat, the rest of them... heh.
Azshara was not wrong. After all, as the former queen of the Light of Lights, she still held some sway over those ancient relics from ten thousand years ago.
Coupled with her exceptional political talent and various methods, she truly was an outstanding candidate for domestic affairs.
Just then, a burst of commotion came from outside the carriage, interrupting Azshara's thoughts and the beautiful music.
"Fashqi, what is it?" Azshara frowned and set down her glass of Moonlight Wine.
Fashqi immediately entered from outside the carriage and bowed to her queen.
"It is nothing, merely a group of... reporters. They seem to be something that has recently emerged in the Empire. There is no need to pay them any mind."
Azshara did not answer. Her mind began racing.
She had constantly