"So the rumors going around are true, Lady Talia?"
Khadgar, his hair and beard completely white, regarded the great lady solemnly and asked her to confirm what she had just told him. It wasn't that old age had made him hard of hearing; the news Lady Talia had shared was simply too important to take lightly.
"Windsor told me himself."
Lady Talia's words said it all. Bernal's former adjutant had risen in status after Bernal became Regent, and Varian had relied on him even more after his return. Once Varian had taken Bernal and Garvinrad away with him, the general, who had only just reached the pinnacle of his career, had risen another step. He was temporarily exercising the King's authority in Varian's absence. In other words, Windsor might not hold the title of Regent, but he wielded the power. Any information from him was therefore absolutely reliable.
The fact that the rumors going around matched what Windsor had told her was why Khadgar looked so grave. It meant the enemy had already planted a spy in Stormwind City.
"So, Lady Talia, you came here in person because—"
Khadgar had already guessed why she had come, but sometimes it was still necessary to ask.
"Lord Khadgar, I came to ask you to deal with this threat to Stormwind City."
"Lady Talia, without an order from His Majesty Varian, I—"
"Lord Khadgar! I'm Varian's mother! He'll listen to me. Besides, this is what he wants, too."
"Is that so? In that case, I'll make the trip. But, Lady Talia, you should understand that Dragonkin are not easy to deal with. And now that news of Dragonkin appearing in Westfall has spread throughout Stormwind City, you'll need to tighten security and reassure the people."
"Please don't worry, Lord Khadgar. I've taken care