A Trip to the Vaults

Rommath looked at Alleria with an indescribable expression. Before the Regent Lord had gone to Orgrimmar, he had sworn that no blood mages would aid the Horde forces.

"I'm not doubting you," Alleria added at once.

The Archmage thought that if she had suspected him, she would not have called him to this meeting.

"But Grommash could not have deliberately fabricated a lie to deceive me either. Doing so would only provoke my displeasure. Therefore, some blood mages must have gone to Pandaria on their own."

Rommath's eyes filled with fury, and his voice rose beneath his collar. "I assure you, Regent Lord. Those people cannot be mages of Quel'Thalas. They can only be..."

The Archmage and Alleria thought of the same possibility, but neither spoke it aloud.

"I kept you behind because I have a secret mission for you. Send a group of trusted mages to disguise themselves as citizens and monitor all of Quel'Thalas. Find the spies the Horde has planted in this city."

Quel'Thalas had no proper intelligence organization. Counterintelligence work was generally handled by scouts or Rangers. Rommath did not know whether the mages under his command could bear such a burden. Alleria saw his concern. The Regent Lord added, "This is only temporary. I have already sent someone to contact a highly skilled spymaster and persuade her to serve Quel'Thalas."

"As you command, Regent Lord."

"Oh, is that Silver Covenant messenger still here?"

"Yes. He is making a pilgrimage to the Sunwell."

A faint smile crossed Alleria's face. "Open a portal. I want to see him. There is a letter I need him to deliver to my sister."

Beneath Mogu'shan Palace lay a bottomless abyss. Nathanos looked down from the edge of the railing. From such a height, how had the Mogu built an