This was a little awkward.
Although Rhode, Thrall, and even Taretha all knew what Lilia meant by "liked"-nothing more than using that relationship to pass along information.
But that was not how it sounded to Sally.
Then she remembered how Rhode had "stayed out all night" before this expedition.
So it was her!
She was the one he liked!
This was heartbreaking.
Honestly, what did she have that I didn't?
Looks? I certainly wasn't any worse.
Age? I was younger than her.
Figure? Uh... maybe I fell a tiny bit short?
That wasn't important.
The important thing was that this woman clearly liked that green-skinned orc!
What was wrong with Rhode, falling for a woman like that?
Sally had been happily following everyone through the city gates, but now her expression was nowhere near as radiant.
Rhode quickly gave Lilia a pat on the head. "What nonsense are you spouting, you little kid? Taretha is your master's wife!"
"Oh! Hello, Master's wife!" Lilia caught on quickly and immediately greeted Taretha in a sweet voice.
Now it was Taretha's turn to feel embarrassed.
She had always treated Thrall as a "little brother." This was the first time Rhode had referred to the two of them that way.
She stole a glance at Thrall, found that he was looking at her too, and blushed faintly.
Inside the Magic Tower.
In Rhode's room on the eighth floor, Rhode and Thrall sat facing each other.
They were alone in the room.
This was a conversation the two of them needed to have.
It concerned Thrall's future, and the future of the orcs.
"Last time, you told me my clan was in Alterac Valley. Is that true?" Thrall asked.
"Yes. The Frostwolf Clan was a great clan that once lived in Frostfire Ridge. Your