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Chapter 3: Chapter 3 [Unfinished WIP] The King's Return

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I started working on a chapter 3 with Varian returning to Stormwind, but I'm pretty sure I'm never going to finish it. But here it is so you guys can see what it was going to be if you wanted.

Edit: As of 07/03/20, this chapter is being finished ^-^

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A+V leaving Pandaria (using cloaks to stay hidden, Varian enquiring on what has happened since his.. death. They choose to remain subtle and hide their identities as to avoid any rumors of Varian's return spreading before the risen King could tell his story himself.)

  - Varian saw Tiffin when he was "dead", and she is so proud of her son.

Soldiers objecting to Anduin's "suspicious companion" entering the city.

If only they knew

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Genn rushed up to Anduin, relief clear in his eyes, but anger clear in his voice as he grasped the young kings shoulder, loud voice commanding the attention of everyone in the room as he chastised Anduin for his actions.

"Anduin Wrynn! Where were you?! You are a king now, you cannot pull stunts like this! The entire kingdom was in uproar, we thought you had been taken hostage or worse, killed!"

Anduin smiled apologetically, before moving aside, allowing Genn to get a better look at the cloaked figure behind him.

"And just who is that?!" Genn snarled, his anger at the young prince clear as he gave a wary and untrusting glare in the cloaked figures direction.

"Hello," Anduin's father reached up, grasping the edges of his cloaks hood and pulling it down to reveal his face as he spoke to Genn. "old friend."

The throne room went silent. Nobles, guards, servants and people of varying importance were all frozen, widened eyes trained on the figure of their dead (alive?) king.

"V-Varian?" Genn stood before Anduin and his father, disbelief and shock clear in his voice as he stared at his friend, a friend that he had seen die only a matter of months ago. "You're-? How?" Genn stammered out his question, reaching out to rest a hand upon his arm, almost as if confirming that Varian wasn't a figment of his imagination. When the Worgen's clawed hand made contact with the very-physical arm of Varian, the Alliance King smiled and swept his old friend into a hug, the two embracing for a swift moment before pulling back, Genn resting his hands upon Varian's shoulders.

  - Ight that's all I wrote but I thought I might as well share.

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