She continued, "At the time, Stormwind City was practically in ruins. I was an elf with a baby, and life was extremely difficult. So I brought him to Lordaeron. At least that was Turalyon's homeland."
At that, she fell silent. Only after a while did she continue, "But not long afterward, an elven mage came to me and said he needed me to investigate a place. It was connected to the fate of the world."
Deren suddenly understood. "That place was Grim Batol, wasn't it? The time you went adventuring with Rhonin?"
"Yes!" Vereesa nodded. "I had no choice but to leave the child in the care of Turalyon's friends. Then I set off for Grim Batol to rescue the Red Dragon Queen."
"And then?" Deren asked.
"Then... then..." Vereesa's voice dropped. After a long pause, she said, "After Rhonin and I successfully rescued the Red Dragon Queen, Alexstrasza, I traveled through various nations with him and carried out diplomatic missions. Then Quel'Thalas was short on manpower because of the Orc and Troll invasions during the Second War. Second Sister wanted me to return and help her. I also preferred the life of a ranger to taking care of a baby. Besides, I went to Lordaeron several times to visit Arator. He was living well there."
After hearing this, Deren abruptly stood up and asked in a rushed voice, "So he lived in Lordaeron the whole time? All the way until Arthas destroyed Lordaeron?"
"Yes! Yes!" Vereesa covered her face in anguish. "I never expected Lordaeron to suddenly be destroyed by the Undead. By the time I wanted to save him, it was already too late. The Undead vanguard was advancing on Quel'Thalas."
"No, no!!!" Deren thought. Why didn't this match the novels and chronicles I'd read? He said, "Let