Anduin could not deny that Stormwind Keep felt almost empty without Jaina and Genn Greymane within its halls. He felt lonelier than he thought he would've been if it had been any other time; if his Father had still been alive after the Legion's defeat. It was not how it happened and Anduin was not sure if he was glad for it or not.
He had made attempts at bringing the angry mage back to the halls though was rebuffed every time as she asked when the Horde would pay for their crimes against Theramore. He would not condone it and she knew it, it left the King of Stormwind feeling slightly lost for what to do...
Greymane, however, his father's friend, he could at least attempt to coax back to Stormwind after the elder man had gotten his people back on their feet. That thought process is what brought him to Keel Harbor, where the Worgen were working hard to finish their task of beginning to build stability.
Blond, somewhat wet hair whipped in the wind and he took in the sight before him. He never thought he'd have seen a land where the skies looked always gray, or always raining, really. He was fascinated and well, he began to move forwards without the guard who had accompanied him - it had been honestly demanded of him, and he could not find it in him to disagree that it was perhaps for the best.
Anduin had stopped to play with some children when he heard the news that Genn Greymane had been injured. It concerned him and well, he was quick to separate himself from the children with apologies and promises that he would come back to play more, but he had to attend to the King of Gilneas.
The walk was fast, he was taking near double steps and ignored other Worgen who seemed to whisper and look confused that the King of Stormwind was within their borders -- no one had heard he was coming (with good reason).
He caught that Khadgar was also out of Gilneas for a short spell when it happened, which only worried the King more, undoubtedly he could imagine the Archmage rushing back to make sure the King of Gilneas was fine like he had done in Stormheim.
Anduin bullied his way past the protesting members of the household. Though he was fast to shut them up with reminding them that he was a priest before he was a king.
Finally, he knocked against the door which Greymane had laid behind.
Anduin + Greymane - Miri
He had made attempts at bringing the angry mage back to the halls though was rebuffed every time as she asked when the Horde would pay for their crimes against Theramore. He would not condone it and she knew it, it left the King of Stormwind feeling slightly lost for what to do...
Greymane, however, his father's friend, he could at least attempt to coax back to Stormwind after the elder man had gotten his people back on their feet. That thought process is what brought him to Keel Harbor, where the Worgen were working hard to finish their task of beginning to build stability.
Blond, somewhat wet hair whipped in the wind and he took in the sight before him. He never thought he'd have seen a land where the skies looked always gray, or always raining, really. He was fascinated and well, he began to move forwards without the guard who had accompanied him - it had been honestly demanded of him, and he could not find it in him to disagree that it was perhaps for the best.
Anduin had stopped to play with some children when he heard the news that Genn Greymane had been injured. It concerned him and well, he was quick to separate himself from the children with apologies and promises that he would come back to play more, but he had to attend to the King of Gilneas.
The walk was fast, he was taking near double steps and ignored other Worgen who seemed to whisper and look confused that the King of Stormwind was within their borders -- no one had heard he was coming (with good reason).
He caught that Khadgar was also out of Gilneas for a short spell when it happened, which only worried the King more, undoubtedly he could imagine the Archmage rushing back to make sure the King of Gilneas was fine like he had done in Stormheim.
Anduin bullied his way past the protesting members of the household. Though he was fast to shut them up with reminding them that he was a priest before he was a king.
Finally, he knocked against the door which Greymane had laid behind.
"Greymane, it is Anduin, may I come in?"