A duster in one hand and a rag in the other, Anduin had been found within Dalaran's library; where the Archmage and his associates kept their most sacred tomes and librams. Although none had been disturbed, the place now shone with a new and vibrant luster courtesy of the priest's cleaning of it. "I hope you don't mind that I dropped by. I just thought the Kirin Tor might appreciate a bit of laundering, that's all," he explained, the softest of smiles gracing youthful features.
Khadgar’s face lit up a bit, seeing how clean everything was.“Anduin my boy, you have no idea how helpful and thoughtful that was.” He smiled, walking over to ruffle the top of Anduin’s head.“I know I get chastised a lot for my messy...living quarters. But honestly, I spend so much time cleaning other people’s spaces, what does one expect? But yes, thank you, this has saved me a lot of time.”
