The mages all looked toward the entrance to the hall.
An extraordinarily handsome young man had appeared there.
He wore an extravagant violet-and-gold robe, with long, silky golden hair cascading down its back.
His almost flawless face could drive any female wild.
A pair of long, slender ears framed that face.
Everyone recognized him: Kael'thas, Prince of Quel'Thalas and a member of the Council of Six!
As soon as he appeared, the mages in the meeting hall began whispering among themselves.
"Why has the Archmage come back?"
"Exactly. Didn't we hear he'd returned to Quel'Thalas?"
"Strange. Doesn't he know Mage Rhode? Why does he seem a little hostile toward him...?"
Rhode also sensed that something was off.
Ever since they had met, Kael'thas had never seemed particularly fond of him, but surely there was no need to undermine him in public?
Had Jaina's taking the lead in applauding him just now made Kael'thas jealous again?
Surely not. We're not even in a relationship...
Besides, Jaina is already with Arthas. If he's jealous of anyone, it should be that Prince of Lordaeron, not me!
While Rhode was pondering this, Kael'thas slowly walked inside.
His beautiful eyes kept sweeping over Rhode's head and shoulders, without sparing anyone else a glance.
Following Kael'thas's gaze, Rhode glanced from side to side and asked somewhat awkwardly, "Prince Kael'thas, do you think my demonstration just now was a conjuring trick?"
"Wasn't it?" Kael'thas seemed to glance at Rhode's shoulders again and said pointedly, "You're quite skilled at conjuring tricks, aren't you...?"
Damn, there's something behind those words!
Oh no. Did he see the Three Magic Orbs that flashed into view when I unleashed my Mana Surge just now?
That would be bad.
As the Moon Crystal's original "rightful heir," Kael'thas certainly knew its power and effects.