"What are you doing here?" Sylvanas asked coldly. She had never cared much for officials from the prince's faction.
Lana'thel naturally would not lose her temper with Sylvanas, but the two were like fire and water. Whenever they met, barbed remarks were inevitable.
"Someone is always saying that I'm a shameless socialite who trades a woman's beauty for benefits and favors. Now it seems General Sylvanas is quite capable herself. Without giving anything in return, you've managed to keep the Order of the Silver Hand and Kul Tiras's Norwington Family here to defend Tranquillien alongside you." Lana'thel's insinuation was clear: Sylvanas had used her beauty to win over an Alliance paladin lord and its nobles.
What a shameless bitch. Sylvanas snorted and snapped, "Stop beating around the bush. I can't match you when it comes to talking. If you have something to say, say it."
Lana'thel shrugged, a friendly smile forming on her rounded face. She dropped her confrontational attitude toward Sylvanas and softened her voice.
"If I said I could help you extricate yourself from this war, would you agree?" Lana'thel had not come here to treat Sylvanas as an enemy. Her purpose was simple: to persuade Sylvanas to leave Silvermoon City of her own accord.
The Silvermoon Council was weak. If the Windrunner family withdrew from Silvermoon City, the prince's faction could take sole control.
Sylvanas frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"It's simple. You could leave Silvermoon City, just as your two sisters did, and stop wading into this mess. Of course, the Royal Court would still recognize your status as a member of the Windrunner family and a noble of Silvermoon City."
Get me to leave Silvermoon City? What an outrageous joke.
*Never mind that, unlike my sisters, I don't have a sweetheart I can't