As the sea breeze picked up, Jaina finished her work, had all the arcane industrial goods loaded onto the ships for transport, and went to Sylvanas's quarters.
Jaina had actually planned to leave for Stormwind City yesterday, but other matters had delayed her. Illucia and Valeera had purchased a large quantity of enchanted crystals and shipped them to Menethil Harbor.
Since Menethil Harbor had no professional arcanists to inventory the cargo, Jaina had stayed an extra day.
To be honest, Jaina did not want to keep shuttling between nations. She had previously wanted Katrana to return to public life as a Stormwind noble and help Rowan handle problems among the Alliance's leadership.
Katrana had ample political experience. Settling disputes between nations and easing tensions among the various interest groups would surely be well within her abilities.
But Rowan still had not given her a definite answer, leaving Jaina no choice but to grit her teeth and continue attending meetings large and small on his behalf, discussing troublesome issues among the leadership.
I'm an archmage, for goodness' sake! Jaina grumbled inwardly about Rowan, though she could never bear to argue with him openly.
During the war, Jaina and Rowan already had little time together. On the rare occasions they met, there was barely enough time for intimacy and lovemaking, let alone worrying about these problems.
"General Sylvanas? Have you gone to bed?" Jaina knocked lightly and asked in a gentle voice.
Sylvanas had just taken off her equipment and changed into a gauzy dress, ready for a bath. Hearing Jaina's voice, her heart skipped a beat in surprise.
"Not yet, Lady Jaina." Sylvanas opened the door for her.
Jaina had never seen Sylvanas in a dress before. Looking at her well-defined muscles and fair skin, she could not help admiring how