In short, the ones truly in charge of the Arcane Pact were, in fact, the High Elves of Quel'Thalas and the Arcane Pact's founder, Patrick Cabrolon.
"I'll consider your suggestion." Tirion Fordring showed no sign of anger. "Within the next few days, I believe a letter of state written by Calia herself will be delivered to your floating city. The friendship between the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas can continue once more, restoring the glory of the days before the Dark Portal."
Patrick also accepted this sincerely. "I believe in your sincerity. The Arcane Pact sincerely looks forward to welcoming you as true allies."
Having received a satisfactory answer, Tirion and the others led their people away to prepare for the coming war. The day of the decisive battle at the Gates of Terror: Korialstrasz was close at hand.
"What Lordaeron really wants is merely a period of peace. They want to restore their prewar glory, and we're nothing more than a stepping stone for them." After a long while, Kael'thas reminded everyone from the side.
Patrick did not deny it. "Likewise, we need a representative to maintain order in the Eastern and Western Plaguelands for us. Besides, those Paladins are the bane of the Plague, aren't they? If someone else is willing to clean up the contamination on our doorstep, nothing could be better."
"Humans have short lives. How long can their promises last?" Kael'thas clearly did not trust humans. "As one generation of humans replaces another, honoring their ancestors' promises isn't an easy thing to do."
"Caer Darrow Island and Quelrins already belong to us, and the people of Lordaeron know that. But with our population, how could we fully govern two provinces of the former Kingdom of Lordaeron? Even the Kingdom of Lordaeron at