"Your Highness, things aren't as optimistic as you imagine."
Seeing Kael'thas so agitated, Alleria said with some reluctance.
"What's wrong, Alleria?!"
"For some reason, Xavius in Mulgore suddenly staged a coup. Cain is preparing to send troops to suppress it, so Rexxar could only bring limited forces."
"What?! Xavius staged a coup? Even if he did, why would the Tauren of Mulgore be willing to follow him? And even if they were, there are still so many Orcs in Mulgore! Why would they follow Xavius?!"
All those questions made it clear that Kael'thas doubted the accuracy of Alleria's report. Unfortunately, the reason she had returned so late was that she had gone to verify the news herself.
"Then contact Leiluo and see if he can send more troops to support us! Haven't they already defeated Arthas?"
"It won't help, Your Highness. Things in Northrend are also dire. A large number of Frost Giants have appeared west of Icecrown Glacier. They're driving the Frost Trolls toward the Alterac Mountains. Their intentions are obvious."
"How could this happen? Why are so many things happening all at once?! Damn it! If only Uncle Soraka were here! If only Uncle Soraka were here!"
"Smack!"
As Kael'thas muttered to himself, a resounding slap struck his face. Sophia Stars, Soraka's daughter and a Countess of the High Elves, glared at Kael'thas with a cold expression, as if he were a hopeless case.
"Even if Soraka were here, he couldn't do anything. The one he'd have to support isn't the great King Anasterian, but you—a prince who does nothing but wallow in self-pity and is practically on the verge of tears!"
"Lady Sophia!"
Lor'themar couldn't stand by and let their prince be humiliated like this. Just as he was about to step forward and confront Sophia, Alleria