The sky was clear as a sheet of blue paper, without a single wisp of fluff, as though every stray color had been filtered away, leaving it shimmering magnificently. A few thin white clouds drifted slowly on the wind, seemingly melted by the sunlight, while the rosy sun added a splash of color to the clear day.
The spring breeze swept across the land, setting the autumn-yellow fields rippling.
Gilneas, behind the Greymane Wall, was rather lively these days. A contentious subject had been raised again and again in the Royal Palace Hall of late, and not just there—the same debate was taking place among the common people.
Rex's departure with the Knights of the Round Table was a major event for Gilneas. Many lords had made a special trip to Gilneas City upon hearing the news. The eastern lords voiced their opposition, with Ashbury and Walden the most vehement among them.
The many lords in the hall had a poor impression of the Knights of the Round Table. The word "plaything" was deeply branded into their minds. They had nothing against Rex himself; rather, they were dissatisfied with King Genn's decision to send the Knights of the Round Table to aid Dalaran. They believed it would damage the prestige of the Kingdom of Gilneas, and quite a few people shared that opinion.
Ever since learning that Rex had left Gilneas, these men had been demanding that King Genn recall the Knights of the Round Table. Had this happened two years earlier, when Rex had first crossed over to Azeroth, the unanimous voices in the Royal Palace Hall would inevitably have led King Genn to summon him back. Even King Genn would have had to heed the words of so many lords and senior ministers.
Two years had passed, and