A Stormwind Gunship flanked by two other gunships and 10 fighters flew at high speeds towards a city in the distance.
Within the main gunship Alastor looked outside the viewport at the approaching city. "Westfall seems to be in much better state" beside him Llane chuckled.
"Thanks to you"
"Father I didn't do "that" much"
"You really need to take more pride in yourself my boy while humility is a fine trait, underestimating yourself is not."
"Westfall despite it's fertile lands was always in a semi state of disrepair and neglect despite the fact that it was one of the main breadbaskets for our Kingdom"
"Your rediscovery of ancient farming tech and invention of smaller scale vehicles for the farmers to use 2 years ago allowed this place to finally get the support it needed to thrive"
Not to mention the corruption that plagued this part of the kingdom thankfully Llane was able to dispose of the corrupt nobles and instead put a old trusted friend and his family as the new City Lords.
"Then.....I'll try to be more prideful just not arrogant or light forbid vain"
"That's all I ask" Llane nodded pleased with him as they approached the landing zone within the City lord's estate.
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When the Gunships and fighters landed their ramps opened and from within it came out the Royal Guard led by Anduin before the Royal ramp opened and from within it came King Llane and Prince Alastor flanked by their Royal Guard.
And in front of them waiting was the "old friend" in particular who was also someone the Royal family knew very well.
"Your Grace! Prince Alastor! Welcome to Westfall" In front of them was a ginger haired stern faced military man with a clean beard but one who excluded a honourable air.
He wore a mix between a military uniform and Paladin armour as he bowed respectfully towards them.
This was Bolvar fordragon, A high ranking Noble of Stormwind as well as a former Knight before he was inducted into the Order of the Silver Hand becoming a respected Paladin.
His wife was Alicia was also Queen Taria's old friend who served as her main lady-in-waiting and someone Varian and Alastor both saw as a surrogate Aunt.
"Old friend for light's sake stop with all that formality" Llane laughed as he gave his old friend a one armed hug.
"Your Grace formalities must be followed" Bolvar said dryly yet he hugged Llane back with a twitching lip as well. "Glad to see you two old friend"
After Bolvar separated from Llane he looked at Alastor with shock. "Lad! why is it that each time I see you, you've grown even bigger by this point I have a feeling you'll be a giant one day"
Alastor laughed at the irony of what he said before giving him a quick hug as well "Great to see you again in good health, Duke Bolvar"
"Good to see you too lad, a pity Alicia and the kids are currently at Kul Tiras I know she would have loved to see you"
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Inside the City Lord mansion Bolvar, Llane and Alastor sat in Bolvar's solar.
"Alastor I didn't thank you enough for the Matter Recyclers. Those machines had made things much easier in not only getting rid of waste but also getting some immediate raw materials."
"Lord Bolvar please there should be no thanks between our families I practically see lady Alicia as a Aunt and you've been nothing but loyal to our family for years so it's the least I could do"
"Regardless honour dictates I am in your debt; Westfall would not have such a easy road to recovery if not for your help"
Alastor only sighed at that and instead nodded at the Paladin.
"That reminds me, Llane why are you and your son here?"
"Not everything has to be about business Bolvar, My son has been accepted in the Kirin Tor directly under the apprenticeship of Archmage Antonidas, so I thought I'll bring him along with me on my scheduled tour of Westfall as well so that he can get a final look around the Kingdom before he needs to leave at the month's end"
Bolvar's eyes widened. "Antonidas! Boy you're already a Forgemaster, a powerful warrior and now you also intend to be a future Archmage?"
Bolvar shook his head wryly. "Lad! when you decide to conquer the planet remember to call upon me as well so that I may share in the glory!"
Alastor gave a dry laugh. "Very funny Duke Bolvar" Llane also gave his two cents.
(Author Note: Foreshadowing?)
"Honestly at this point something like that wouldn't surprise me much" Alastor looked at Llane with a betrayed look. "FATHER!"
After a few more laughs at his expense Bolvar spoke. "I already have your rooms ready for your stay here, enjoy your time at Westfall"
Alastor not seeing any more need for him to stay got up and left to find his room and hopefully get a quick rest. Llane on the other hand stayed with Bolvar as his eyes caught some maps on his desk marked with red markings.
"What's that?"
"Huh? Oh! nothing much Llane, it's just that for the last few weeks Beastkin attacks have been more rampant along the borders especially in the frontier settlements"
Llane frowned as he looked at the map and the holographic display "A warherd?"
"No I don't think so, at most I think it's a Tribe that made a encampment deep within the forest, 2 weeks ago I also dispatched teams of soldiers to go and find any clues on where they could gather"
"IF it was a Beastlord we were dealing with I would have sent a message to you as soon as I could"
"Bloody damn beasts" Llane cursed as he looked down at the table as a laugh escaped Bolvar. "Aye. that's what we both can agree on"
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Author Notes:
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