Two Months Later in Stormwind…
As Varian Promised to his son, he would keep in touch with him and his family and send gifts to his grandchildren.
It seemed the dimension that they were in, paralleled to their own with massive changes. It seems that Garrosh's plan to bring back the first-ever Horde to their Azeroth and kill them all. Luckily, the Alliance and the new Horde were hot on their trail and they would not fight alone because there were the greatest warriors from their history there to help them like they saved their Azeroth so long ago. But they don't have a Garrosh or a Thrall, Arthas was the one taken in by Varian's kingdom and is married to Jaina, and many other differences.
Garrosh managed to save the orcs of that reality from the demon blood and started the uprising. At least they know what they were planning now. Now they just had to stop him and bring him back for trial.
Until then, Anduin would be acting King and keep his people calm, not a difficult task since he has been doing many things to help the people and attended most of the events. It helped more when Stormwind saw his children with him too.
Speaking of events, it was time to visit the orphans with the twins.
"Bottles?" Anduin wondered as the Death Night Darion checked off his list.
"Check," Darion answered.
"Diapers?"
"Check?"
"Bibs?"
"Check."
"Wipes in case of food base accidents?"
"Check."
"Baby Carriage for Twins?"
"Check."
"Toys?"
"Check."
"Fairy Tale Books to read to the children?"
"Check."
"Okay, I think I have everything I need. Are the other Death Knights ready?" Anduin asked as his babies were in the harnesses.
"Yes, though I am surprised that the children like us." Darion pointed out since he knew all too well that Death Knights are very scary to the living.
"Well, why wouldn't they look up to the brave knights that saved the Prince of Stormwind from being assassinated? They see you all as heroes." Anduin smiled as his sons were reaching out to the undead man.
Darion blushed as he tried to hide his face from the sweet prince.
"Erm… Let's just leave for the orphanage." The dead man spoke as Anduin gave the cutest laugh and his children mimicked him.
At the orphanage…
The children were excited as the prince of humans entered with the Death Knights.
"Prince Anduin's here!"
"He's here with the miracle babies!"
"The knights are here too!"
The Matron approached the prince as he greeted the Prince and his sons.
"Thank you for coming, your majesty. I know you have a busy schedule, but the orphans really appreciate it."
"Of course, I wouldn't miss it for the world. It's important to help all of the people of Azeroth from the smallest bird, to the mightiest dragon." Anduin assured as his sons were making strange noises.
"Your majesty, we could use a hand." One of the Death Knights pleaded as he was been tackled by an army of toddlers.
Anduin chuckled as he settled down with his two sons and showed them a book.
"Okay, everyone, settle down I'll read you a fairytale." Anduin Wrynn smiled as the children gathered around him.
But as he was reading to the children and the knights stood right beside them, they heard a tiny voice scream, "Min'da!"
That startled everyone in the sudden sound coming from the prince. The prince himself then looked down at the twins with his eyes bulging.
"Min'da!" Andrassil called as he reached for Anduin.
The prince's eyes sparkled like a thousand stars. His baby was talking, he was calling out to his parent. He didn't even care that his son called him "Mommy".
"Oh, my sweet little angel, you're talking!" Anduin laughed but before he could continue, Lo'Gosh squealed, "Min'da! Wan' Min'da 'iss!"
The blond looked like he was about to pass out from all this excitement as the Death Knights caught him.
Back at Stormwind Hold…
"They're talking?" Varian gasped from the communications that the Gnomes made.
"Yes, yes, see?" Anduin excitedly squeaked as he encouraged his sons to talk with Grandpa.
"Gwampa!" They both said at the same time.
"Nicely done, my young warriors! They're growing up so fast, Anduin." Varian smiled at his twin grandsons.
"I know, soon they'll be old enough to walk." Anduin marveled, "I hope the fight goes well in the other dimension goes well."
"It does, I promise that we will stop Garrosh and come home." Varian vowed, "Love you son."
"Love you too, father."
"And love you, my little warrior~!" Varian cooed at the talking babies.
"Wove Gwampa!" They both cheered Varian chuckled then turned off communication.
Soon Genn came in as the young princes' eyes lit up at the sight of the man.
"Woof! Woof!" Lo'Gosh shouted cheerfully.
"No, young princes. No Woof, Woof." Genn sighed as he had something to report to the acting king.
"Woof! Woof!" Lo'Gosh demanded as Andrassil looked to his mother, "Min'da, Woof, Woof!"
"Min'da? The twins are talking?" Genn questioned.
"They just started to." Anduin proudly answered as he ruffled his sons' hair.
"Woof! Woof!"
Genn sighed as he knew that he was not going to word to the prince unless he transformed. So, he did so as the prince cheered.
"Woof! Woof!" They cheered as they left their father's lap and crawled to the humiliated Worgen.
Genn could not win against the twins and their cute puppy eyes.
"So, what were you saying, Genn?" Anduin wondered as picked up the twins that were playing with his fur.
"Lady Tyrande and Lord Malfurion have arrived," Genn explained.
"Good, good, they're here. I promised to send for them when the twins begin to talk. Send them in." Anduin requested.
"Yes, your highness and please take them. Last time I held them, I got drool and food bits in my hair that took weeks of getting out."
Anduin laughed a bit as he took his sons.
"Sorry about that, Genn. They are still babies."
"Understandable, I am a father myself, my prince. I will be here to help if you need it." Genn bowed as he went to get the Night Elves.
Meanwhile in the Vault of the Wardens…
Locks of hair fell into a bottle of magic as it began to change and morph into a strange color of green and amber swirl.
Maiev Shadowsong watched as she placed small drops of blood into another bottle as it mimicked the same effects.
"I knew it. These children… Prince Anduin's contact with the blade… it all makes sense now and Lady Tyrande knew… She knew they are the children of Illidan." The Warden sneered as she needed to make a visit with the Night Elves' leader.