With the Alliance Conference over, Rowan's visit to Dalaran had come to an end.
Rowan planned to leave for Southshore that afternoon, then board a warship back to the Morris Industries District. While he was at it, he would check whether Weldon and Alex had squandered their sister's fortune.
Though Rowan felt a little awkward about it, Illucia was practically half his wife now. He ought to show some concern for her family, too.
Capernian rose early and accompanied Rowan to the Violet Citadel.
She was going to sign an order for magical materials with Prince Kael'thas, while he was heading to the Grand Library to pack up Archmage Ansirem's possessions and some books to take back to the Morris Industries District.
Rowan quickly completed the paperwork at the Library Administration Office. Ansirem's quarters held very few household necessities, but quite a number of intriguing little objects.
It took Rowan four Magical Packages to pack all of them.
Looking at the densely packed inventory slots, Rowan felt frustrated. Why couldn't these Magical Packages be a little smarter? Couldn't they add a one-click sorting button?
As he walked out of the library corridor, Rowan met someone he knew.
"We meet again, Lord Rowan."
"Hello, Grand Archmage Krasus." Rowan smiled, and the two exchanged a brief handshake.
Krasus glanced at the Magical Packages in Rowan's hands and, after a moment's thought, understood why he had come.
"The Morris Industries District must really be a fine place. Even someone as attached to the past as Ansirem is preparing to settle there," Krasus teased.
That was pleasant to hear. Rowan nodded slightly, making sure to promote the Morris Industries District's advantages as he replied.
"Our magical research in Morris places greater emphasis on practical applications. Combining magical knowledge with science has also given rise