"I refuse!" King Genn seethed, making no attempt to hide his anger.
He fixed Rex with a stern stare and continued, "This is our territory. How can we simply give it away to someone else, let alone another race?"
"Even citizens of our Kingdom of Gilneas must render great service to the royal family before they can receive such a grant."
"Granting that territory to the Draenei would secure the allegiance of their entire race. It would be well worth the price. What we gained would far outweigh what we gave up," Rex continued to argue.
"You make it sound so easy, Rex. A piece of land? Darrowshire is no small place. It is an entire viscount's holding," King Genn said sternly.
What did a viscount's holding represent? A hereditary viscounty that could be passed down through the generations.
No noble with a title could be underestimated, not even a baron. Anyone who dismissed barons as insignificant would be sorely mistaken.
A baron's territory included a small town, while a viscount could possess a prosperous one. Darrowshire in particular surpassed an ordinary viscount's holding, covering half the area of an earl's domain. Giving away such a vast territory pained King Genn, and his tone naturally grew stern.
"Darrowshire is a viscount's holding, but it is too far from Lordaeron City," Rex said, shaking his head. He paused, then continued, "Before the land in the Eastern and Western Plaguelands died, the region was immensely prosperous. With Stratholme serving as a transit hub, maintaining contact with Darrowshire was not particularly difficult. But now the undead roam there. Apart from a few exceptional places, the Eastern and Western Plaguelands have become haunted wastelands, scarcely visited by the living. Besides, the territory there has no room left to expand. It has no potential for