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Some days she wished he would just follow his big, bleeding heart and turn the tauren to the Alliance.
“Actually, what the boss really calls it is ‘My Path to Ruling Azeroth with Lots of Statues to Glorious Me.’ ”
His face fell. Not literally. His face hadn’t decayed much at all. He was, in fact, rather handsome for a Forsaken.
“People can change,” Anduin repeated. “But some people will never—never—desire to do so. Sylvanas Windrunner is one of those.”
“I believe,” said Anduin Llane Wrynn, “that Sylvanas Windrunner is well and truly lost.”
