As Kael'thas finished changing and returned to the venue, the first stage of the banquet came to an end, and the second stage of the dance followed.
Although Sharlayan was not very interested in this, out of consideration for Kael'thas' face, he and Sylvanas, who looked thoughtful, returned to the venue.
Sylvanas just doesn't like intrigue and political games, but that doesn't mean her brain isn't working well.
Based on Sharlayan's personal relationship with Kael'thas and his status as the leader of an army, Sylvanas did not think he was boasting.
But because of this, Sylvanas was filled with confusion.
Eversong Forest is surrounded by the sea on three sides, and its only southern exit directly borders the Stratholme Province of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. There is no room for external expansion around the country.
In this case, the only place where troops can be used is overseas, but from the perspective of the Ranger General, there is no suitable target for a while.
'Kalimdor? Or the Broken Isles?'
After returning to the venue, Sylvanas still looked worried, which also attracted the attention of her mother Liresa.
Just as he was about to ask the waiter for a drink to soothe his throat, Sarlayan suddenly saw the hidden smile in Kael'thas' eyes as he looked at him. His muscles subconsciously tensed, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
'You bastard... don't want to mess with me, do you?'
As the host of the banquet, Kael'thas followed the usual tradition and made a meaningless speech, which basically meant that everyone should eat well, drink well, and have fun.
As Kael'thas announced that the dance had officially begun, the participating men and women quickly found their prey and danced to the music with their arms around each other.
Sharlayan used the stealth skills he learned from Valeera, deliberately lowering his presence and trying to sneak aside for some food and drink.
"Cough~"
At this moment, Kael'thas nodded his name with a half-smile.
"Earl of Deep Shadow, no one attending today has brought a male or female partner to the venue. You should quickly find a dance partner and dance a song."
Sarlayan: "???"
'It's tough, man!'
Kael'thas' close attitude towards Sharlayan can be seen by anyone with eyes present.
Big bosses at home and abroad are looking at Sarlayan with great interest, looking forward to the performance of this new king's confidant.
Kael'thas was once a sincere gentleman...commonly known as the Honest Man. I don't know when he started, but the Honest Man also became bad, and would occasionally play some harmless pranks.
Sharlayan didn't believe that Kael'thas didn't know about his family's situation, but he still adhered to the nature of a fun-loving person and hoped to see some interesting things happen in this boring dance.
The chat between Sharlayan and Sylvanas in the small garden gave Kael'thas a sudden inspiration.
He planned to try out who Sarlayan would invite to be his dance partner when Valeela and Stellagosa were not around.
'tnnd, you are playing tricks on me, right?'
Sarlayan gritted his teeth and looked at Kael'thas who was gloating about his misfortune. In the end, his arms could not hold his thighs, and he began to choose a suitable dance partner under the spotlight.
There is one thing to say, although after Kael'thas officially ascended the throne, Sarlayan's status is destined to be greatly improved.
However, because he had not taken root in the domestic farming forces in the early years, he did not know many high-level women in Quel'Thalas.
'Liadrin, that's a good choice. It's very reasonable for a boss to dance ballroom dancing with his subordinates. Just choose...'
"Let me do it."
Just when Sarlayan saw the adjutant of Chenfeng who was attending the ceremony, his whole body went crazy. Someone unexpectedly stood up.
As the instigator, Kael'thas looked at the person who had done it in surprise, and breathed out softly unconsciously.
"Wow~ This is really...unexpected."
Kael'thas's exclamation seemed to spread like a virus, and everyone present immediately followed suit, and the whole place was filled with "wow" sounds, which made Sharlayan's scalp tingle.
"Are you...serious?"
Sharlayan looked at Sylvanas who took the initiative to stand up, with a somewhat painful expression on his face.
Judging from Sylvanas's pretended to be calm expression and slightly panicked eyes, her mood was not as calm as it seemed.
Silvermoon Councilor Liresa Windrunner also stood aside and watched. Compared with the other guests who looked shocked, her expression looked a little helpless. She pressed her temples with her fingers, looking like she had a headache.
'Although I told you to find a dance partner for a while... but is it necessary to find someone so eye-catching?'
In the opinion of the straight-tempered Sylvanas, she had to complete the mandatory tasks issued by her mother anyway, so instead of randomly picking a stranger, it would be better to find an acquaintance to deal with casually.
Attractive? None of my business, Sylvanas.
Anyway, after the banquet is over, she will return to the familiar southern part of the forest. The gossip and various disturbances in Silvermoon City have nothing to do with her.
"Of course I'm serious."
In order to hide her nervousness, Sylvanas, who was wearing an evening gown, deliberately raised her head slightly, pretending to be arrogant and extended her white left hand to Sharlayan.
"What? Do you want to refuse the lady's invitation to dance?"
"Ah this..."
Sarlayan glanced at the reactions of others with the corner of his eye.
Including Kael'thas, most people looked like they were watching the show.
'Gan! Don't worry about him, just deal with it and settle the matter, it's just a ballroom dance!'
Facts have proved that Sarlayan was too naive.
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"Hiss~"
After the dance, Sarlayan felt that his feet were almost knocked unconscious.
You know, Sylvanas is wearing slender high heels today.
"...You didn't do it on purpose, did you?"
Although Windrunner is scorned as a mud-legged noble by the nobles of Silvermoon City, he is still from the earl family.
Even someone like Sarlayan, who was not interested in socializing, was forced by his father to learn ballroom dancing when he was a child. He did not believe that the Windrunner family had a lack of education in this area.
Sylvanas's expression was a little unnatural, and Releza was staring at her angrily from the corner of the dance floor with a dark face.
"I really haven't studied it...or rather, I haven't studied it carefully."
Sylvanas helplessly helped Sharlayan to the sidelines and sat down: "Didn't I get through last time? I thought I would never use such a flashy skill as dancing in my life. Who knows...
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Last time, Sylvanas was lucky to escape because Lireza was not at the scene, but this time it will not be so easy.
In the current Windrunner family, Liresa is the undisputed patriarch.
Even Alleria, who was fearless, didn't dare to stab her in front of her, let alone Sylvanas.
Due to Sylvanas's stubborn temper that she had developed since she was a child, she would always try to sneak past her dance lessons, and she would be severely punished by Lireza every time.
But facing a person who is ready to be ridiculed, there is no point in forcing her.
After repeated punishments to no avail, Lireza finally gave up.
This time, she wanted her second daughter, whose dancing skills were almost zero, to make a fool of herself in public.
Although Sylvanas has a stubborn temper, she is a person with a good face. If she is laughed at in front of countless people, she will most likely feel ashamed and secretly practice ballroom dancing by herself.
Liresa's plan was successful, but she did not expect that the effect would be so outstanding, nor did she expect that this embarrassing dance would attract so much attention.
Seeing Sarlayan's limping appearance, Sylvanas secretly gritted her teeth and made up her mind to improve her dancing skills. At least she could no longer focus on her partner's feet like this.
Fortunately, Sarlayan's recovery was amazing. After only sitting for a short while, the pain was quickly relieved and he could move freely again.
The dance was still going on, and many foreign guests chose high elves as their dance partners, inquiring about the identity of the magnificent foot-stepping lady.
The ridiculing title of "foot-stepping lady" may accompany Sylvanas for a long time until she can wash away this shame at the next banquet.
"Although the process was not very good, in any case, we have completed the tasks assigned above."
Sharlayan took a glass of magic wine from the waiter and raised it to Sylvanas, who still looked apologetic.