In truth, Yu Lin Bloodhawk had always been deeply worried. If he and Sylvanas were forced to seize water from the well in the future, and the soldiers they commanded were still like the guards he had recruited, would they really be able to succeed?
He had acted as he did today not because he had no idea how dangerous such remarks could be in an age of royal rule. But the seed had to be planted, and the sooner, the better! Changing people's thinking was simply too difficult, and he had little time left! Arthas had already been born. A dozen or so years-that was all the time he had.
He did not know whether this seed would take root and sprout in those dozen or so years. If it did, how tall and strong could it grow in the hearts of the High Elves in such a short time? He had no confidence in any of it, for the Sunstrider family's prestige in Quel'Thalas was almost impossible to shake.
He was like a gambler, staking almost everything he had! Ever since that incident with his guards over loyalty, he had been trying to find a way out of this tangled web of allegiance. Yet he had sadly discovered that he possessed neither the ability nor the talent for such sophisticated maneuvering.
So he could only risk his life to break through-not for himself, but for Sylvanas. All he hoped was that she would be able to obtain the well water in the future.
"You idiot! Couldn't you take it slowly? Couldn't you be a little more cautious?" Sylvanas said, exasperated with him.
"If I go any slower, it'll really be too late." Yu Lin Bloodhawk pointed at his head. "You can't change people's thinking overnight. Oh, right! Do