"This endless rain really isn't pleasant weather," Rex said with a faint smile, standing quietly as he watched the rain pouring down outside.
"The weather isn't cooperating. It looks like I won't be able to show you around Lordaeron."
Hearing Rex speak as though he were the host here, Jaina frowned. The image of a blond-haired man surfaced in her mind, stirring a trace of resentment. She stood quietly to one side without saying a word.
Seeing Jaina's delicate brows draw together, Rex kept the same smile on his face. Lordaeron belonged to Gilneas; that was beyond question. Lately, an undercurrent had been stirring among the humans. Gilneas had occupied Lordaeron City, and some people were growing restless. How could he possibly spit out the choice morsel already in his mouth? They had succeeded in arousing his killing intent, and now Jaina had suddenly come to visit.
That made Rex regard Jaina with a hint of hostility.
Her feelings toward Lordaeron were particularly complicated. Jaina had met Arthas at a blessing ceremony when she was young, and roughly ten years had passed since then. Their bond was undeniably deep, not something that could disappear in a short time. Even if Jaina felt hostility toward Arthas and was determined to kill him, the complicated feelings between them meant she would not necessarily be happy to see the Kingdom of Lordaeron fall.
In the original course of history, Jaina had done nothing to restore the Kingdom of Lordaeron either. But at that time, almost none of its remaining forces had survived. The rampaging undead had trampled all of Lordaeron, and the Scarlet Crusade had seized the few places left as it rose to power. Even if she had wanted to restore the kingdom, she lacked the strength. This timeline was different. Because