Jaina realized that she needed to confuse a little boy, preferably with maternal love mixed with everything else. There may not be pure feelings between men and women, especially since there was a huge age difference between Jaina and Anduin.
She had to plan carefully, make an ingenious arrangement and design.
Just like a knight's novel, the hero and heroine meet by chance, and then form a strong bond. They are both teachers, friends, and mothers, with a slightly ambiguous and intimate big sister relationship. Gianna is very greedy, and she wants them all.
In the evening of that day, the wind was beautiful, and Anduin had finished his classes for the day. As a group of richly dressed aristocratic teenagers ran out of the classroom noisily, Anduin, who was walking at the back, moved his steps with difficulty, like a lonely little boy.
sheep.
The geography tutor left a heavy lesson for Prince Anduin, which was only for him. He had to drag a huge wooden box forward. The guards were waiting at the corner of the street, and he needed to walk a certain distance alone. He is the noble
His Royal Highness is a prince with a formidable identity and an independent personality. No one wants to be friends with him.
Wow!
A strange gust of wind and rain suddenly fell, all hitting Anduin's body. The poor prince was immediately soaked in the water. Countless raindrops fell on his body, but there was dry ground around him.
The noble youths first exclaimed, looking at the wet Anduin's miserable state, and then couldn't help bursting into laughter.
Anduin stood there alone, feeling very helpless, as if the world had abandoned him.
As long as he shouted, the guards on the street would run over, carry him back to the warm carriage, and immediately change into a set of clean clothes.
But he gritted his teeth stubbornly and did not let himself make a sound, tasting the bitterness of loneliness alone.
Stormwind City is located by the sea, and there are cumulonimbus clouds in the sky all year round. Azeroth is a magical world, and unreasonable things often happen, such as the strange rain that only wets Anduin. Generally speaking, you can only consider yourself unlucky.
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"You are soaked, Prince Anduin."
A gentle voice came, and it was warm. Anduin saw the beautiful Jaina. At this moment, he did not recognize the ruler of Theramore. He thought he had met a strange noble girl.
Jaina was wearing a pink dress and a white lady's hat. She was gentle, beautiful, and generous. With a concerned look on her face, she took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped the rain off Anduin's face.
Smelling the alluring fragrance, the warmth brought by the jade-like hands brushing across the face, as if a glimmer of light emerged in the darkness, and as if she had been captured by an ogre. A brave female knight defeated the ogre.
Demon, help him escape from the dirty ogre lair, and he is saved.
Anduin was at this age when he was immersed in knightly novels and dreaming about evil dragons, beautiful girls, companions of brave men, and receiving generous rewards after defeating the dragons, which were topics that never changed.
When he saw Jaina's attire, he judged that she was a young girl waiting to be married, and for some reason he let out a sigh of relief.
Anduin didn't know how many times Jaina had rehearsed for this simple action, and carefully selected a pink dress that could touch Anduin's heart among hundreds of items of clothing.
Opportunities always come to those who are prepared.
"Come with me, I'll help you wash up." Jaina took Anduin's hand. Anduin recalled that he had been taught not to leave with strangers, but then Jaina gave up his concerns.
"Are they your guards on the street? Don't worry, I will explain to them."
A maid with freckles ran over quickly and said something to the guards on the street. One of the guards raised his head and glanced at Anduin, then shrank back. Anduin relaxed and let Jaina go.
Pull him away.
Just a dozen steps away, in a residential house on the street, Anduin entered Jaina's boudoir and smelled an alluring sweet fragrance. The interior furnishings were extremely simple, but warmth was reflected everywhere, just like the pavilion.
The blanket on the bench was embroidered with beautiful flowers, as if everything was just right.
Jaina opened the curtain in the corner, revealing a clean and tidy bathroom with a bathtub filled with water.
"Right here, take off your clothes, Your Highness the Prince." Jaina joked, pretending to be naughty, playful and cute.
Anduin blushed and whispered, "I can do it myself."
"You're a little kid, you know how shy you are?" Jaina giggled and patted Anduin's head, without forcing him and retaining enough privacy for him.
Anduin hurriedly closed the curtain, took off his clothes and threw them outside.
The bath water at a suitable temperature flooded his body. His heart was pounding and he was extremely nervous, guessing the identity of this beautiful girl. The little old man who taught geography, a stubborn old scholar, seemed to have a beautiful girl.
Granddaughter, this house is very close to where I study, so it should be right.
Anduin suddenly felt that the old scholar was not so annoying anymore.
After drying himself, Anduin walked out in his bathrobe and saw a bright flame lighting up in Jaina's palm, baking his clothes.
"You are a magician?" Anduin exclaimed.
"Sorry, I don't have clothes that suit you here, so I have to do this." Jaina tilted her head slightly and showed a cute smile: "Do you need a cup of hot tea? I just prepared exquisite snacks."
A cup of fragrant hot tea was placed in the palm of Anduin's hand, which was exactly what he needed.
At this age, Anduin is full of curiosity about magic. Although the word magic is often heard, mages are not common. Jaina told Anduin several anecdotes about magic, which immediately attracted him.
Jaina's beautiful appearance and elegant conversation made Anduin's heart feel inexplicably restless. He lacked maternal love and had never been in contact with such a gentle and beautiful woman. The empty space in his heart gradually filled up. Countess Katlana Pres
Toya is very beautiful, but she seems to be spitting out hot flames at any time, and it's too late to be afraid.
"Are these your things?" Jaina said, pointing to the wooden box.
This is Anduin's coursework, a complete puzzle of Azeroth. All other students have completed it, but Anduin failed the puzzle and had to take it home to complete it.
King Varian was very cold to Anduin and always ignored him. Anduin knew that he had no one to ask for advice. I saw Jaina's hands flying up and down, and she completed the puzzle very dexterously. The Eastern Kingdom, Camlidor,
Pandaria, Broken Islands, Jaina pointed to Northrend in the north: "It's not your fault, there is an extra piece here."
The position of Jaina's finger is the Frozen Throne.
"This should be removed. It is like some garbage that must be swept away. Then the world will be perfect."
Jaina took away the Frozen Throne, and the Azeroth puzzle was completed, perfect. Anduin was stunned and felt that it was indeed much more pleasing to the eye.
Then, Jaina pointed in the direction of Durotar: "This is the territory of the tribe, Orgrimmar, the home of the orcs."
"Uncle Bolvar said that the orcs were a group of brutal beasts that once invaded the Kingdom of Stormwind and killed many people." Anduin tried his best to show off his knowledge, like all children who want to be noticed.
Jaina touched Anduin's head and smiled softly: "That's because your Uncle Bolvar has never seen orcs. They are so kind and friendly. They are just like us humans, a civilized and kind race. Although they have sharp
They have fangs, but orcs are not rude, they are brave and honorable, a noble race."
Jaina found it a bit funny. Back then, she was deceived by the orcs and sent countless meats to the orc shelter. Now she has to deceive a child without conscience. It is really ironic.
Without experiencing war, one cannot truly realize the cruelty of war. Anduin was born after the two orc wars. He could not understand the inhumane massacre and the tragedy of rivers of blood after the Kingdom of Stormwind was conquered by the orcs. He only relied on his own
Likes and Dislikes easily believed Jaina.
"It was the Burning Legion and the demons who did the wrong thing. The orcs are innocent." Jaina defended the orcs as before. She pointed to a certain direction on the map again: "This is the Kingdom of Stormwind. As long as humans and orcs unite,
, we can break through the Frozen Throne and kill the evil Lich King Arthas."
Anduin looked confused and said in a low voice: "Uncle Bolvar told me that the Lich King Arthas is actually a good person. He is an ally of the Kingdom of Stormwind. As long as the Lich King is still there, the Kingdom of Stormwind will be safe."
, but outsiders must say that the Lich King is evil."
"This is just a white lie to deceive children." Jaina smiled and said: "You are still too young. Uncle Bolvar is worried about scaring you. When you grow up, you will know how evil the Lich King is. He is the character in the knight novel.
The evil dragon, all the warriors in Azeroth dream of defeating him."
"I have grown up." Anduin said stubbornly.
Jaina made a playful face, pointed at Theramore on the map and said, "Test you, Your Highness, do you know where this place is?"
"The Swamp, Theramore." Anduin blurted out: "Uncle Bolvar told me that there lived an evil old witch there. She was so evil, her name was Jaina."
"Damn Bolvar, do you teach children like this?" Jaina's expression changed and she cursed secretly.
"Your Highness, do you think I am evil?" Jaina managed to maintain a perfect smile.
Anduin immediately shook his head.
"I am the ruler of Theramore, and I am Jaina." Jaina said calmly.
Anduin looked at the beautiful Jaina in surprise. At this moment, his unformed worldview collapsed from the foundation. Anduin, who was so smart, felt as if he had been deceived.
Such a beautiful elder sister, as gentle as a mother, kind and full of charm, exuding a pleasant fragrance, how could she be an old witch?
Could Uncle Bolvar be lying to me? Anduin had doubts in his mind.
With just the right amount of seduction magic, the application of some magic props, a unique formula of perfume, and a special spiritual suggestion, Jaina felt that she was an evil female spider, weaving a gentle web, and poor Prince Anduin fell into it,
Hard to extricate myself.
Seeing that the time had come, Jaina let out a long sigh: "Your father makes me very upset. He is unwilling to negotiate with the orcs, even if he just listens to what Thrall has to say. I'm sorry that you heard this.
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"I believe so." Anduin said in the same tone, like a little adult, pretending to be mature: "I have seen a lot of things at this age, and I am willing to talk to my father." (To be completed.)