Shawn arrived at Stormwind Keep.
Although Stormwind Keep had yet to be fully rebuilt, its collapsed walls and scattered rubble had been cleared away. And although most of Stormwind City had been destroyed, some places had survived.
Varian Wrynn could hardly stay in a place like SI:7 forever. That simply would not do. So as soon as Stormwind Keep had been cleared, he returned.
Varian Wrynn sat high upon his throne, brimming with confidence and regal authority.
After slaying the dragon, Varian Wrynn's prestige grew by the day. He had also advanced to become a Legendary Grand Warrior. In martial skill alone, he ranked firmly among the top three of all Azeroth's leaders, and could even contend for the top spot.
Yes, martial skill alone, not overall strength.
Moreover, thanks to Aegwynn's enchantment on the divine sword Shalamayne, he could split into two or merge back into one whenever he wished. He could divide himself to handle affairs of state and lead troops into battle at the same time, or reunite to challenge any formidable enemy with the strength of a Legendary Grand Warrior. This only inflated his ego further.
In times of war, Varian Wrynn was a truly formidable ruler. He could protect Stormwind City from invasion and bring the leaders of other races to heel. But a land ravaged by devastation needed a merciful king more than a warlike one.
Everything needed rebuilding, and the people desperately needed time to recover.
In this respect, Varian Wrynn still had his shortcomings.
Shawn reported everything that had happened in Duskwood. Varian Wrynn expressed his approval, then bestowed his rewards.
Varian Wrynn's rewards amounted to titles and similar honors, with little practical value. Material rewards were out of the question. Everything was now devoted to the battle for Ahn'Qiraj, and war