"Then what was your purpose in helping the humans? Judging by how you've acted in the past, you are certainly not a selfless elf who asks for nothing in return."
A faint smile played across Anasterian's face, as though he knew everything about Patrick.
Patrick answered without taking any offense. "Your Majesty Anasterian, I believe only the victorious nations have the right to share the spoils. What do you think?"
"Oh." His Majesty Anasterian nodded in agreement, but then asked meaningfully, "That makes sense, but are you certain the Alliance of Lordaeron will win?"
"No, but even if it doesn't, what would I lose? Quel'Thalas has the Sunwell. What do we have to fear? Perhaps we should worry that the orcs will grow stronger after destroying the humans, but we have Bann'donor, don't we?"
Patrick knew that all High Elves considered the Sunwell and Bann'donor invincible. With that turtle shell protecting them, the High Elves only needed to hide in Eversong Woods to remain safe and sound. Patrick was using the king's own thinking to support his argument. After all, as the king of the High Elves, Anasterian's reverence for the Sunwell could not have been greater.
"You're so cunning you hardly seem like an elf." Patrick's flattery pleased Anasterian greatly. "Then what do you want from the humans? I don't believe humans have anything a Silvermoon Councilor would find worthy of his attention."
"I certainly don't think much of what the humans have. However, Your Majesty, nearly all the supplies and resources consumed in developing the Cabrolon family and building Sunlight City came from my trade with the humans. The great families, including Sunwing, Morningwalker, and Dawnstar, have never stopped suppressing the Cabrolon family. If I hadn't found another way forward, do you think those Four Councilors would have