"Where is Stormwind's king? I want to speak with him." Having received the recognition of the Horde leaders, Garrosh Hellscream called out for Stormwind's king to address the matter of Stormwind.
Anduin Wrynn handed Vanessa VanCleef over to Trianis, then stepped forward to meet Garrosh Hellscream under the gaze of the Horde leaders. "I am here, Warchief Garrosh."
Facing Anduin Wrynn, Stormwind's young new king, Garrosh Hellscream was twice his size. He deliberately unleashed his formidable power and stared aggressively into the boy's eyes.
The little lion, Anduin Wrynn, felt immense pressure. He believed Garrosh Hellscream wanted to kill him outright. The threat of death made sweat pour from his body, but as Stormwind's new king, he represented not only himself, but also the million Stormwind citizens whose kingdom and homes had been destroyed.
"Not bad, little lion." Garrosh Hellscream grinned, acknowledging the seemingly frail human brat before him. Perhaps Anduin Wrynn was not even as strong as a young Orc, but the fact that he did not retreat a single step under Garrosh's direct gaze was already commendable.
In negotiations, if one side showed weakness at the very beginning, it would inevitably affect everything that followed. Besides, little lion Anduin Wrynn was facing the entire powerful Horde, while his bargaining chips were pitifully few.
"Warchief, I hope the Horde can withdraw from Stormwind and return our city to us." Though present-day Stormwind was already shattered beyond recognition, it could at least allow the Kingdom of Azeroth's million people to regard this place as their home. If the Horde drove them out, where could they go?
Seek refuge in the Kingdom of Gilneas or the Kingdom of Stromgarde? They would be better off finding a way to cross the Great Sea and seeking the protection of the New Kingdom of