[ the lights truly were interesting and wrathion makes a note to investigate the power behind them later. there's indeed much about this world he could take advantage of, and as a dominant, he'd have all the resources he'd want. already he can sense a plan forming in the back of his mind and that makes him smirk.

but not as much as what anduin says. his smirk grows, canines flashing as he leans almost uncomfortably close to the young king. so he wants a contract? wrathion is certainly familiar with drawing up such things. he's familiar with making deals, especially when they are to his own benefit. but here it would benefit them both. he can't say that bothers him all too much. in fact, there's a certain appeal.

reaching out, a hooked talon settles under anduin's chin and he tilts the young king's chin up. his crimson eyes glitter mischievously. ]

And you wish to form such a contract with me? I suppose I could consent to that, especially if it means freedom within Alliance controlled lands.

[ stepping closer, he leans in more. ]

I would ally myself to you, Anduin Wrynn, provided you also give me what I want.