There were no notable sights in Silvermoon City, except for Kael'thas's Royal Palace. It was not off-limits to visitors, but Alleria wanted to keep a low profile.
The group searched for quite a while before finding an Elf Inn.
When the server saw Deren and the other humans, the young elf woman wore a curious expression and looked at him boldly and eagerly.
This displeased the Black Dragon. "Why are the elves here looking at Deren like that? It's like they're looking at a piece of juicy meat!"
Jaina covered her mouth and laughed. "It's not strange. Few humans come here. Most humans who visit Quel'Thalas are wealthy and carefree, and they all go to Sunwell Theme Park. But word has spread among the elf employees working there that humans are foolish idiots with more money than sense."
"So that female elf just now was probably estimating whether she could get some money out of him?" the Black Dragon said helplessly.
"Exactly. Deren looks like the kind who is easy to talk to and soft-hearted. Maybe she could spend a wonderful night with him, and if he was happy, he might tip her a few extra gold coins," Jaina said with a laugh.
"Stop joking around, I'm nothing of the sort. I don't even know that elf. Besides, can she compare in beauty to the Windrunner Sisters back in Theramore?" Deren blurted out in a panic.
In his panic, Deren misspoke and finally revealed what was truly in his heart.
"Are the Windrunner Sisters pretty?" The Black Dragon moved close to his ear, her tone impossible to read.
Deren knew this was a life-or-death test. His survival instincts immediately kicked in. "Of course they're pretty!"
Just before the Black Dragon could fly into a rage, he added, "But all three