jaina: the old god has been vanquished. the alliance and horde have ended hostilities.
jaina: this should be a day of celebration, anduin. yet you wear your troubles like a crown.
anduin: i'm so glad that after all you endured, you have found peace within your heart, jaina. i can't say the same about myself, though. not yet.
anduin: sylvanas is out there somewhere. until she's brought to justice, i don't think tyrande or genn will truly consider the war to be over.
jaina: the kul tiran fleet is scouring the seas, and shaw has spies searching every dark corner of azeroth. she can't hide for long.
anduin: i don't believe she will. which is exactly what concerns me.
anduin: i saw you speaking with a messenger from kul tiras, jaina. is everything alright?
jaina: nothing to worry about. it was a letter from a certain eager cadet asking to see stormwind... and to learn more about her father.
anduin: taelia. please tell her that this isn't a good time for visitors.
jaina: she deserves to hear the truth, anduin. from you.
anduin: tirion fordring himself made us swear that we would keep the secret of bolvar's fate. you made that vow just as i did.
jaina: i remember your father once telling me that the hardest thing about a promise isn't keeping it, but knowing when it's right to break it.
anduin: bolvar was a noble man. to know that he sits frozen upon that accursed throne, devoting his very life to keeping the monsters at bay...
anduin: it breaks my heart. i can't bear to see it break taelia's, too.
jaina: the decision is yours, anduin. but if she learns that the truth was kept from her, it will hurt her all the more.