To Be a Queen, First Be a Maid

Theramore, Deren's home.

Ysera stood behind Deren, eagerly massaging his shoulders, while Queen Azshara crouched beside his legs, lightly kneading the muscles in his thighs. Jaina sat to the side with a smile, enjoying the sight. Jaina angrily dragged Anveena back to their room. It was simply too infuriating. Oni was still away on business.

"What exactly are you two doing?" Deren asked with a bitter smile as he enjoyed the service of the two seductive women. The two of them were practically inseparable now. They had shown up together that morning, claiming they wanted to serve him.

Deren could guess with his toes that they had something to ask of him.

"Spit it out if you need something. Otherwise, hurry back. Jaina and I have things to deal with," Deren gave them an ultimatum.

Ysera quickly exchanged a glance with Azshara. The former elf queen swallowed before saying awkwardly, "I only just found out that all the High Elves listen to you. Kael'thas and his queen, Verina, obey your every command. This time, I want to become the supreme ruler of the elves. Could you talk to them and have them support me?" Azshara forced out a dry laugh.

"Easy enough. But what's in it for Theramore and me?" Deren was not one to act without profit. He went straight to discussing benefits. Besides, he had intended for Azshara to step forward on her own in this matter.

"Look at me now. I have nothing left, and I can't even return to Nazjatar. Tell me what you want. As long as I can do it, I definitely will." Azshara was being straightforward now. After all, she was making a deal without any capital.

Jaina asked curiously, "Deren, when you sent Verina and the others to support the Night Elves