Nectar...I imagine that must be rather sweet. Is it anything like mulled wine? And I can't say I've made wine by myself before, but...I did gift Ironforge with ten wagons full of barley as an act of good will so their people could make ale.

[The King said this good-naturedly, smiling now despite himself. Perhaps that was testament to the fact he was glad to recall better times than these. In fact, the wine they were given was probably not as good as what she may have spoken of, but as he sipped at it he did note that it seemed...standard.]

In my world...They cannot exist without each other but yet. Still...Power is often what people struggle over, is it not? I am simply concerned...with the state of affairs in regards to the War, given that our enemies will not stop until my people have...been decimated.

[His smile went dim again, like the light being stamped out.]

Ah, truly? Is that...not lonely?