When we got to Stormwind Keep, the guards let us in without a word and we climbed the stairs to the central audience chamber. ALL the stairs. And there's a lot of them. When we reached the top, a tall, beautiful woman stood before us. It didn't take me more than a glance to realize that this woman was the standing proof that beauty is only skin deep. It was like there was a stormcloud of B.I.T.C.H hanging over her head and her expression was a combination of Professor McGonagal from Harry Potter and Yzma, the evil advisor in Disney's Emperor's New Groove. Um, yeah. Bitch.

"Can I help you?" Lady Prestor asked us sourly. Because, yeah, if you can't immediately identify the Bitch Woman, you obviously haven't been playing alliance very long.

"Yeah." I stopped. No one spoke. I peered back at them. How did I get to be the spokesperson here!

"Well?" the lady prodded drolly. "I'm growing old while you stand there."

I coughed. Bitch. "We're here to see King Wrynn."

"I'm afraid his Majesty is out. You'll have to come back later."

I shook my head. "No, I mean… Andruin Wrynn. He is king now, isn't he?"

Oops. Not the right thing to say. The woman's face screwed up as if I had just stuck her nose in a pile of griffon shit.

"Andruin is very busy. I'm afraid you'll have to speak with me instead."

"Oh. Well, you see, I've got this letter." I pulled the parchment from my pocket and held it up. "I'm afraid I am supposed to give it to him only."

Silence. Once again, I apparently did not say the right thing. "Apparently you are hard of hearing. Andruin cannot see you. So, either deal with me, or leave."

Yeah, like I'm going to deal with you. Bitch. "Okay, thanks." I turned and marched out, furious. I got halfway down the stairs before Vrand tugged on my tabard and I turned back. She pointed.

Lady Prestor was staring, distinctly pale, at Whisper, who had not moved. "Would you mind removing your pet from these chambers?" The woman demanded.

I raised an eyebrow. "Well, you must have insulted her. Either that or she's hungry." I grinned, "Or both." Whisper licked her lips and flicked her tail. God I love that cat. I almost choked to keep from laughing.

"I'll... inform the king that you are here to see him."

"That would be kind of you," I replied, sickening sweet, as the woman practically fled from the room. Returning up the stairs, I peered at Whisper. I could have sworn she grinned back at me. I tried to ignore the choking laugh from Vrand standing behind me.

A few minutes later, Andruin entered the room, followed by Bitch-woman. Whisper promptly sat, content. I shot her one queer look, then bowed to the boy. "You majesty. I carry a letter for you from a friend." The boy's eyes lit up and he took the letter, then opened it and read it. When the lady tried to read it over his shoulder, Whisper started to noisily lick her paw. Yeah that distracted the woman. When did my cat get so scary?

Looking up, Andruin stared at me with wide eyes. "You will? Really?"

I blinked. Okay... "I will what?"

"Find my father. Please! You will find him for us?"

Lady Prestor coughed, "Your majesty."

"They will! They will find him!"

"I think that's enough, your majes-" but bitch-woman broke off as Whisper hissed – actually hissed! Okay, so I finally admit, large cat is scary! The woman paled and clamped her mouth shut.

I swallowed. "We'll do our best, your majesty."

The look of total delight in Andruin's eyes nearly made me cry. Yeah, you try to deny him anything when he looks at you like that. "Thanks!"

"Right... we'll do our best." I mumbled, and suddenly intent on getting away very quickly, I bowed, shot one last glance at Lady Preston, who was glaring poisoned daggers at me, and excused myself. "Whisper…" but the cat was already following us out.

"Okay," Brecki commented as we stood once more in the canal district outside Stormwind Keep. "You are not allowed to be spokesperson any more."

"What did I just get us into?" I groaned.

"I thought Andruin was the king," Vrand frowned.

I shook my head. "It's a long story. Let's get to the Pig and Whistle. I need something to drink."