Eleven nations attended the Alliance conference: seven human kingdoms, two dwarf clans-the Wildhammer Dwarves and the Bronzebeard Dwarves-and finally the gnomes and Quel'Thalas, the kingdom of the high elves.
The conference was held at the inn in Southshore. Since the delegations from the Kingdom of Lordaeron and Dalaran had yet to arrive, everyone was waiting. Although the Stormwind City delegation was extremely anxious, there was no way to begin without the Lordaeron delegation, which was supposed to preside over the conference.
Lordaeron currently had the largest population, the most extensive territory, and the greatest strength of all the nations. Without it presiding over the conference, reaching any agreement would be difficult.
The Quel'Thalas delegation was among the later arrivals. Since the inn had run out of rooms, they had been temporarily housed at a noble's estate. Sylvanas's Frostwolf Rangers now guarded the estate inside and out.
The Frostwolf Rangers recognized both Thirteen and Yu Lin Bloodhawk, and one of them soon led them inside. Thirteen excused himself, claiming he had important business to attend to. He knew that, as a human, his presence would be awkward during discussions between nations. Yu Lin Bloodhawk did not stop him. After giving him a few instructions, he let him leave.
Sylvanas had already received word and was waiting beside a round table in the garden. When she saw Yu Lin Bloodhawk approach, she smiled. "What's this? Why did you come running here so soon instead of enjoying your honeymoon?"
"Honeymoon, my ass. Your sister went back to Quel'Thalas ages ago!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk snapped, glaring at her.
"Wasn't she with you the whole time?" Sylvanas glanced at Yiluo Chenfeng with a knowing smile, only to receive an even fiercer glare in return.
"She didn't return to Quel'Thalas?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk asked in shock.