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"The gates of the Greymane Wall absolutely must not be closed. We should also welcome the refugees from Lordaeron," Rex declared, stepping forward.
Ever since his trip to Stormwind City, Rex had worried about Gilneas's fate. All his years of planning had been aimed at strengthening Gilneas. Two years earlier, the outstanding performance of the Knights of the Round Table had helped him begin taking control of Gilneas's military. Through a series of measures, he had strengthened its decaying armed forces. Everything had been done to prepare for the undead Scourge.
Closing the gates of the Greymane Wall would allow Gilneas to weather this outbreak of the undead Scourge with relative ease. But as time passed and circumstances changed, Rex's outlook had changed as well. Saving Gilneas was no longer his primary goal. Ambition had taken root in his heart-the ambition to control the Alliance.
A person's ambitions changed with their position. An ordinary person naturally wanted a comfortable life and a few tens of thousands in savings. But once they had that money, they would start dreaming of hundreds of thousands. Rex was in just such a frame of mind. The throne of Gilneas alone could no longer satisfy him. Now that he had a chance to contend for leadership of the Alliance, he would never let it slip away.
"Explain your reasoning." Seated high upon his throne, King Genn asked the same question he had asked everyone else. He did not reveal his intentions simply because of who was speaking.
"This sudden outbreak of plague swept across Lordaeron in a very short time. The Kingdom of Lordaeron was already struggling to cope, and Prince Arthas murdering his father only made matters worse. That vast kingdom collapsed overnight.