He said to Ragnaros, "This place is far from every nation. Who would come wandering onto this shipping route for no reason?"
Ragnaros, the edgy black dragon, said, "We cannot let our guard down. My eldest sister has always been cunning. I found out that she caused quite a stir in Stormwind City back then."
Then he looked suspiciously at Deren. "That's not right. She used to be Stormwind City's Countess, so she should have had quite a bit of wealth. So when you said you returned to the Swamp of Sorrows to make money together, you must have been lying to me!"
Deren's heart tightened. This precocious black dragon hatchling really was clever; he had casually uncovered another one of Deren's lies.
Yet Deren remained calm on the surface, his mind already racing. He spread his hands. "Fine if you don't believe me. You have no idea how profitable our partnership is."
Ragnaros immediately became interested. "My men investigated the Fertilizer business too. It really is profitable, but Theramore has monopolized most of it."
Deren leaned closer and whispered, "We receive dividends at the end of every year. Your sister and I each hold one-tenth of the shares. How much do you think we get every year?"
After all these years of shifts in ownership, Deren and the Black Dragon Companion still held ten percent of the shares in the Fertilizer industry.
Jaina had also offered Deren a high salary as a consultant, which counted as compensation for his losses in shares.
As for Thrall's side, they had stopped supplying raw materials long ago because of the war, so their shares had been divided between the Goblins and Jaina.
"One-tenth?" Ragnaros was shocked. He knew exactly how profitable Theramore's Fertilizer products were.
Deren and his sister-in-law had a tenth