Dawn War: The Restoration Army Sets Out from Azeroth

"Why are angels suddenly appearing now? You said she flew straight down from the sky?"

Startled awake from his afternoon nap, Emperor Lothar adjusted his armor as he hurried toward the tower of Stromgarde's newly restored palace. White Pawn led the way, and upon hearing Lothar's question, the young man immediately replied:

"That's right! I was with Jialiya at the time—cough, well, I was standing guard!

"I saw the angel descend from the clouds with my own eyes. She said she was a messenger from High Heaven, here to inform the Eredar's allies on Azeroth that the Restoration War was about to begin. She also said there was no need for us to rush.

"For us, this war carries more symbolic meaning than actual military significance."

"What does that mean?"

Lothar frowned, but as he stepped into the tower's lift, he suddenly caught on. The emperor gave White Pawn an odd look and said:

"And another thing—why is the captain of the honor guard standing watch? That hall is high up. Does it even need guarding? And you were with Jialiya too... Hiss. Don't tell me you were..."

"No! We were just on a date. Don't get any strange ideas."

Varian explained, his face flushing red.

"She's a priest. She has to abide by the Holy Light's commandments. At most, we held hands. Don't even think about anything beyond that."

"Oh? So you were thinking about doing something else?"

Lothar raised a hand and chopped Varian across the forehead without expression, scolding him:

"Don't forget that you're still underage. Focus on honing your martial skills. Spend your free time catching up on cultural studies with the court advisors. If you can't pass the Arcane Academy's School of Government Affairs entrance exam at the end of the year, just wait and