Rex talked with Bolvar for a long time before finally sending him on his way.
Watching Bolvar leave, Rex lifted the glass of cool water in his hand and drained it in one gulp.
In a place as hot as Hellfire Peninsula, a drink of cool water was a real pleasure.
Rex glanced at the documents on his desk, shook his head slightly, and began working through them.
Most had already been dealt with. There were not many matters that truly required his attention.
Rex had been away for a long time, but not every decision had to wait for his return. Many matters could be discussed by several people even in his absence, and as long as the majority supported a proposal, it could be put into effect. Even if Rex had been there, he could not simply overrule the majority.
After all, the Alliance was not the Kingdom of Gilneas. It was not Rex's private court, where a single word from him settled everything.
Only matters in which the two sides remained deadlocked needed to wait for Rex to return.
As a result, Rex worked through the documents on his desk fairly quickly. Once he finished, he stood and stretched. Though he seemed to have made quick work of them, they had still taken him more than two hours.
"Have Tirion Fordring come here," Rex called to the guard at the entrance as he stretched his somewhat stiff body.
Rex treated his guards with consideration. Guards normally stood watch outside the tent, but he had stationed his inside, sparing them the scorching temperatures of Hellfire Peninsula.
They could enjoy the cool air inside the tent, though their post was still separated from Rex's quarters. Standing inside without a view of the outside could easily cause problems, so a