can you imagine varian wrynn as a dad. i mean he is already a dad but like… a dad dad. “im quite hungry,” says anduin wrynn. he immediately realizes his mistake and hopes nobody has heard him but it is too late. it is too late. “hello hungry,” chuckles varian through his perpetual scowl aimless rage, “im the king of stormwind”
“I’m sorry, Anduin, I shouldn’t have said that.”
“Thank you, Father. Now, wh-”
“You’re Prince Hungry. Of Stormwind.”
Anduin quietly grits his teeth and tears at his hair in frustration.