The conversation between father and son was very unfriendly. The broken dining table fell aside, plates and bowls were shattered on the floor, and the silver wine glass rolled into a dark corner.
The servants were hiding aside, not daring to take a breath. King Varian, who was holding a sword, was like a furious lion, glaring at Prince Anduin who was sitting on the ground. Anduin was really like a lamb.
I was stunned.
When his father took action and faced the shining sword, he immediately forgot all about what Jaina had taught him.
"Arise, my son."
King Varian let out a long sigh. He finally realized that he shouldn't be angry with a child, so he tried to control his anger and said:
"Do you know why I don't negotiate with the orcs? Just like you, the orcs also carry knives, and I am you sitting on the ground. What's the point of such negotiations?"
That night, Anduin didn't know how he got back to his bedroom. All he saw in front of him was his father's bright sword and the table that was split in half.
He was so frightened that he didn't even hear what his father said about the orcs with swords.
After learning that Jaina appeared in Stormwind City, King Varian sent people to search for her all night long. Although he could not kill her, he had to expel her from Stormwind City. This woman was too dangerous.
Unfortunately, it was difficult to find traces of an archmage. In addition, Marshal Windsor interfered and no clues about Jaina were found. Therefore, Storm Barrier was declared under martial law and no strangers were allowed to enter.
The next day, Anduin, who had had a nightmare, was bedridden and had a severe fever. King Varian quickly invited a doctor for treatment. After seeing the doctor, the doctor reassured Varian that the prince was just frightened and would recover soon.
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When he heard that Anduin was fine, King Varian quickly forgot about him. He still had many things to do. Don't think that the king who didn't care was just an idler. He had family property to take care of and alliances.
The nobility needs maintenance, some appropriate communication, private negotiations, secret deals, etc.
As for Anduin, just have a doctor accompany him.
At night, Varian drunkenly returned to Storm Barrier and found the doctor who treated Anduin waiting at the door.
Being qualified to treat His Highness the Prince is certainly not an ordinary person. This woman named Mo Fei Le studied in Dalaran in her early years. She did not learn much magic and was always a mage apprentice. But she devoted herself to herbal medicine.
After spending her whole life, she specialized in herbal formulas that could cure diseases and save lives, and she soon became famous for her outstanding medical skills.
"Dear King Varian, Prince Anduin's fever has subsided after taking the medicine, and he is much better now." Moffele's hair is a little gray, and his face is densely wrinkled, but his eyes are exceptionally bright and his facial features are regular, which can be vaguely seen.
, she must have been a beauty when she was young.
Varian nodded. Out of his father's concern for his son, he had to ask about his condition.
"Your Highness the Prince will be able to get up tomorrow, but..." Mo Feile hesitated, unable to explain clearly.
"But it doesn't matter." Varian waved his hand.
Morpheus hesitated for a moment, took a few steps in Varian's direction, and whispered:
"His Royal Highness has been talking nonsense for a day. He said that the Scourge are all dead people and are incompatible with the living. The Lich King Arthas is ambitious and a powder keg of instability. Your Majesty, your thoughts are very important to the recovery of the disease.
, I hope you can enlighten the prince properly and not let him think wildly."
"Jaina must have told Anduin, this haunting witch."
King Varian quickly came to the conclusion that it was just nonsense when he was sick. He didn't take it to heart and waved his hand to let Morpheus go down.
Mo Feile packed up the herbal medicine box and boarded the carriage sent by the royal family. Her Royal Highness's condition has stabilized and she will be back to normal tomorrow morning. There is no need for her to spend the night in Storm Barrier.
The royal carriage drove quietly on the night road. A strange light flashed and a strange figure flashed. Gianna had appeared in the carriage, sitting opposite Morpheus, looking at her with a pair of bright eyes and a smile.
Jaina seemed like a ghost, her whole body seemed weightless, the carriage did not vibrate at all, and even the coachman did not notice that there was one more person in the carriage.
With a slight snap of his fingers, a silencing spell enveloped the small car.
"Are you crazy? Jaina." Morpheus looked at this dangerous archmage warily, a dangerous figure in the human kingdom, second only to the guardian Aegwynn and his son, and said displeasedly:
"I have already spoken to King Varian according to what you stated, and we owe nothing to each other."
"No! Mo Fei Le, I changed my mind. I think you are a good spy. No one is more suitable than you to spy on the intelligence of the Wrynn family. I need an excellent eyes and ears in order to master the Wrynn family.
everything.”
Jaina looked at Morpheus with a smile, and there was a certain charm in her smile that could not be rejected.
Moffele gritted her teeth. She knew that Gianna was a beautiful poisonous snake. She did not have the morals and emotions of humans, and she had no bottom line. She could do any crazy thing.
"Then what can I get?" Morpheus asked in a low voice.
Jaina smiled faintly: "I know you have always wanted to break away from the mage apprentice and become a real mage."
After recovering from his illness, Anduin seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness of that day and resumed his daily routine. However, there was a gap between father and son, an irreparable scar, an eternal scar, and the relationship between father and son became even colder.
Looking at the expressionless Anduin, Varian regretted his impulse that day.
I don’t know since when, in Storm Barrier, among the busy servants and guarded guards, such rumors spread: Arthas is evil, the Scourge is an uncontrollable force, and
Our King Varian turned a blind eye and watched the destruction of Azeroth.
Varian didn't take it to heart at first, but he couldn't help but hear similar sounds always ringing in his ears. The whispers of some servants and the secret conversations of the guards always reached the king's ears unconsciously.
Unknowingly, King Varian was shaken, and his heart was full of hesitation.
These rumors are not unreasonable. The Scourge is a dead man, incompatible with the living. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a barrel of explosives. The safety of Azeroth cannot be entrusted to Arthas alone.
What's more, people can change, just like Thrall. Varian trusted him when he was a child, but he was still betrayed. As a result, Varian lost the power that a king should have.
When a lie is repeated a thousand times, it becomes the truth.
Varian was in a state of confusion. Although he was extremely disdainful of Jaina and looked down upon her as a person, he had to admit that her words made sense. Compared to the invincible Scourge, the Horde was not invincible and was much less dangerous.
Perhaps only the Alliance and the Horde unite to defeat Arthas.
Late at night, Varian was tossing and turning. In a state of confusion, he put on his coat and walked into the dark and silent corridor. The torches on the wall were bright or dark, shining with a ghostly brilliance.
The Scourge and the Horde, Arthas and Thrall, he must make a choice, all of which are tormenting him!
What can he gain from the peace talks with Thrall? He can expect the help of the tribe, or he can figure out Medivh's thoughts, get unexpected surprises, expel the Black Dragon Princess, and hopefully get his rights back.
For the sake of the king's inheritance in Stormwind City and the Wrynn family, Varian is gradually leaning towards peace talks with Thrall. (To be continued)