Perhaps the Kingdom of Lordaeron had not considered anything particularly complicated at the time. It had simply seen how powerful the orcs were, and with the Second War looming, Lordaeron had hoped that every nation would work together and quickly form a united Alliance front to resist the orc invasion.
But now the Second War had entered its middle-to-late stages, and under Lothar's outstanding military leadership, the Alliance's defensive lines had stabilized. At the very least, the allied forces under his command had successfully halted the unstoppable northward advance the orc army had maintained since the war began.
The front had stabilized, and so had people's hearts!
But... once people's hearts settled, some began entertaining other ambitions!
This was especially true of the old, established noble houses of the former Kingdom of Stormwind, now living in exile. They would never willingly allow their once illustrious families to fade into obscurity in Azeroth. They would certainly try every possible means to restore their families' glory.
So, the moment they heard that the Kingdom of Stormwind Restoration Corps was to be established, they scented an opportunity as keenly as cats catching the smell of fish, and soon came swarming like flies.
They did not care what terms Lothar and Yu Lin Bloodhawk had agreed upon. As long as the Kingdom of Stormwind Restoration Corps was established, these noble houses of the former Kingdom of Stormwind would demand a share. They would never let Lothar hold all the power!
And how could Marshal Lothar possibly fail to understand their intentions? After all, he was a descendant of the Arathor Empire's royal family! Lothar was no fool!
Although the Arathor Empire, once humanity's greatest empire, had fractured, Lothar remained a descendant of its royal family and had served as the former Kingdom of Stormwind's