Patrick believed that once you subjectively acknowledged a place's strengths, especially when those strengths were something you had never possessed, you would come to believe in it and accept it.
For most elves, their abilities seemed less important in Silvermoon City, and they could only obtain a better life by relying on the Arcane masters. To them, this was unfair.
Why did so many High Elves remain in Dalaran, even at the cost of being branded traitors?
Many High Elves had the same thought: Why should I go back? That place is certainly luxurious, prosperous, and beautiful, but I still don't want to return. I'm neither a high-ranking spellcaster nor someone with a powerful clan behind me. Should I go back just to keep suffering the disdain of those at the top?
Although Dalaran is only friendly to High Elves on the surface, and everyday life is full of toil, at least my efforts can earn the respect of humans, can't they? Even if they're only the fruits of ordinary labor. Besides, our fair skin and beauty win humans' affection, don't they? Look at those humans. Finding a High Elf partner is enough to make them celebrate for a month, as though they've obtained a treasure.
Patrick wanted to change this image of Silvermoon City. After Arthas overran Silvermoon City in the future, only by preserving its last reserves of strength could the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas fight for the best possible future.
There was no betrayal without reason, nor trust without cause and consequence.
What? You're asking why I trusted Ellen Moonsaint so easily?
*As for her? What choice did I have? She was already in my mind when I transmigrated here, and she's been hiding deep in my Sea of Consciousness, accumulating Arcane energy ever since. If I don't