In Pandaria two months later…
Anduin was being shaded by the Night Elves.
Though it somewhat annoyed him to be constantly cared for, he held his tongue. The prince tried desperately to keep control of his hormones that came with the pregnancy. Since he snapped at Genn, then cried for insulting him, then be given a pep talk. It felt like he was on an emotional roller coaster.
He also has been eating more than he usually did.
Which was saying something as the Wrynn family were known for their ravenous appetites and could eat anything. Varian was rumored to even out eat an orc back in his gladiator days as his father before him once ate an entire roasted dragon. It was hard to lead, pray or fight when you must do it on an empty stomach. Yet, everyone is surprised to see how much he and his father can consume.
It was obvious that his children would inherit stomachs like his and his father's.
He wonders what else they would inherit from his family as his tea arrived.
Anduin took a sip and turned to his dragon friend, Wrathion.
"So, you were saying?" The prince wondered.
"I was asking on how long till the big date?" The Black Dragon in his human form repeated with a smug look on his face.
"Oh, it will probably be on the day before or at Garrosh's sentencing. I'll probably won't be there when judgment is passed to him." Anduin explained as he somewhat winced at the mention of the orc.
"I'm surprised you wanted to speak with after everything that has happened. You even believed that he could change for the better." Wrathion mentioned at he took a cookie.
"Anyone can change, for example, my father changed from being a warrior, cold and hard to a leader wise and warm-."
"And soon to be a grandpa."
"And soon to be grandpa, yes. He didn't even try to take over the Horde, he let them go in peace. It was very noble of him. He's shown a good heart." Anduin explained as he touched his stomach, "I think he'll be a good role model for my children."
Anduin wish he could say that for his Aunt Jaina and a few of the others. But it seemed that hate still settled in their hearts.
"Err… Yes. So, you won't be there?"
"I'll try to squeeze in some time if Garrosh has anything else he wanted to speak to me with. It is my duty as a priest to be a sympathetic ear."
"Right, right. How did you manage to get approval from your old man?"
"Well, there were a few conditions…"
Later in the Holding Cells…
Death Knights and Night Elves were swarmed as they were ready to defend the pregnant Prince from the attacks of the prisoned Garrosh.
"Well, if it isn't the darling runt? See you even defied the laws of nature. How are the pups, Pup?" Garrosh questioned as Darion stood close.
"If you so much as try anything, Orc, I will personally fill you up with so much blight that you won't even live to see the end of the trial." Darion threatened the prisoner.
"Please, don't egg him on. Please, let Garrosh and I have privacy." Anduin requested as he down into a chair next to the cell.
"Your highness that is most unwise." Koltira Deathweaver warned as he didn't trust the orc.
"It is my duty to see a person's confessions and thoughts are not hindered nor censored. I fear you will be provoked and cause a bit of havoc." Anduin explained, "Besides, I will be fine. I am tougher than I look."
"Very well, your highness. On one condition…" Darion agreed.
"What Condition is that?" Garrosh scoffed at the dead man.
"This."
The Highlord of the Ebon Blade then flung a collar around the orc's neck as it beeped for activation.
"This is a special little gadget that the gnomes crafted. If you so much as try to harm the prince, this collar will shock you into submission and activate an alarm to warn the guards. So, be on your best behavior." Darion explained as the Death Knights and the Night Elves left the two alone, ready in case Garrosh tries anything.
The two stared at each other as both never made a peep.
Then the orc spoke.
"Tell me, Prince. Do you remember taking the stand?" Garrosh questioned as the memory played back into their memories.
The trial two weeks ago…
Anduin was with his father as he accepted to take the stand, despite his father and the other members of the Alliance's concern.
"I call to the stand Prince Anduin Lane Wrynn." Tyrande spoke as everyone muttered with concern if this would be dangerous for the prince's health.
Varian helped his son to the stand, making sure that he was protected as the pregnant prince sat down.
"If you feel like you can't do this or a dizzy spell, we will let you rest and recuperate if it's too much," Baine assured as he didn't want to hurt his friend or his little ones.
"I'll be alright, Baine," Anduin assured as he began his testimony.
The prince told the story of how he came face to face with Garrosh and how the orc used the Divine Bell to create his army into a more dangerous force. There were no lies, no prejudice, no hate. Just the truth. The people-watching admired his honesty and a good sense of the world.
Baine then asked the prince if he believes that Garrosh can change and should have a chance to.
With an answer of yes, he shocked everyone in the court, even Garrosh.
In the present time…
"You said that anyone can change. Why do you believe that I can?" Garrosh demanded from the small prince.
"Because everyone can change. Take me for example, I was once just a foolish prince, wandering the fields of Pandaria and now I will soon be a father to my children." Anduin explained.
"In an unnatural way. Know this, little pup, once I am free all of the Alliance will burn. However, I may spare you and send you into exile into Northrend or a prisoner with your runts." Garrosh vowed as Anduin was kind of moved.
It seemed that Garrosh himself didn't want to harm the prince.
It made him think that the orc regrets his attack on his personage.
There might be hope for him.