Rex's sudden change of attitude caught the other party off guard.
We parted on bad terms. That was Rex's verdict on his meeting with the night elves.
Watching the maid escort the night elves out, Rex did not leave immediately. Instead, he sank into thought.
Anyone with any insight could see the enormous benefits generated by the Fixed Portals.
The night elves' visit was proof enough.
Of the two Fixed Portals, the one in Lordaeron City was one thing, but the one in Kalimdor would inevitably foster a city, allowing it to flourish rapidly.
As merchants and travelers gathered in great numbers, other needs would naturally increase: inns offering food and lodging, and all sorts of necessities. Every trade would develop alongside them, forming a city.
The situation in Kalimdor was already evidence of this. The small camp there had expanded considerably again.
Rex gently lifted his teacup and took a sip, then considered why the night elves had been so forceful. He soon found the answer.
The night elves had spoken that way from the outset because they considered Mount Hyjal their trump card. They were not wrong; Mount Hyjal was their territory. But they would soon relocate. Once their main forces left Mount Hyjal, their control over it would decline sharply. How much they could ultimately retain was still unknown.
Rex knew this was the main reason their negotiations had failed and they had parted on bad terms.
The night elves believed their planned relocation was a closely guarded secret that outsiders knew nothing about. That was why they had taken such a forceful stance from the start, hoping to make their claim to the city lord's position a fait accompli. Once they relocated, unless the Kingdom of Gilneas immediately broke with them, it would have to accept