Stoneheart Citadel, seat of the Stoneheart Horde.
Orion sat high on his throne once more. Below him stood Delilah and a single, black-clad shadow.
"Princess Ava of the human kingdom has left Rose Manor," Delilah reported, her voice a suggestive murmur. "By my calculations, she should be arriving in Soaring Bird City any day now."
"She's the one presiding over this little three-way summit they've cooked up."
She let the silence hang for a moment before leaning forward slightly. "So, my lord… Are we going to grace them with our presence?"
Orion didn't answer. His focus was elsewhere.
"What about Kronos?"
Ava's movements didn't seem to concern him nearly as much as Kronos's.
"Still at Rose Manor. From all reports, he does nothing but train, day in and day out."
Orion said nothing, closing his eyes to think. Sending Ava to Soaring Bird City was an obvious move by the human kingdom—a calculated effort to placate both the stoneheart horde and the blood elf race.
