"Before that, there is something I need to ask you all... about the war in Gilneas."
Caliea sat in her chair, her left hand resting on Jaina's right. The mage tried to withdraw her hand, somewhat embarrassed. As we know, Jaina was a clever woman, and she could easily discern certain little secrets between her former confidante and her husband-to-be. But Caliea held her hand tightly. The queen was only a mortal; with a mere thought, Jaina could have frozen her entire hand solid. In the end, however, she abandoned the idea and let Caliea hold her hand.
A small compromise.
This was probably a little secret between the two women, but on this occasion, Caliea naturally could not discuss Dick with Jaina. As her clear voice fell silent, the closed doors opened again, and a somewhat bedraggled figure entered everyone's view.
Lord Godfrey's steps faltered, not because Queen Caliea had tormented him, but because of something within... He could feel another mind awakening inside his body. His instinctive will was struggling against that other will, leaving him unable to concentrate on anything else.
As Lord Godfrey entered the hall supported by two soldiers, the queen spoke again.
"Yesterday, thirty minutes after the Naga launched their attack, Lord Godfrey of Gilneas appeared in Stratholme. He brought the latest developments in the Gilneas war, along with a message from Genn."
As she spoke that name, undisguised contempt and hatred flashed across the queen's face. But she finally composed herself and added with the calm befitting a ruler,
"Incidentally, everyone, Mr. Godfrey's plan failed. According to him, he and Genn have reached an understanding."
The Horde leaders looked rather bewildered. Even Thrall did not know who this obviously suffering middle-aged man was. That was understandable: planting spies in the completely isolated, war-torn