The territory of the Windrunner family is just to the west of the southern forest of Quel'Thalas. The forest is dyed golden under the magic of the Sunwell, making it look particularly sacred and magnificent. The golden-red leaves are blown by the breeze in the forest. Down, making a rustling sound.
Driving a horse on the road in the forest, the sun shines through the layers of leaves, dotting out gentle spots of light, like a mother's palm caressing the pedestrians on the road and the small animals in the forest.
The figures of elves appear in the forest from time to time, and their villages or manors are located nearby. You can even hear the faint singing in this quiet forest, which is passed down through the ancient Salas language. beautiful songs.
Arthas saw many elf children looking at his different "person" with curious eyes.
Most of the Queldorei are slender and tall, but Arthas is taller than most elves, and his strong figure is more powerful than the elves, plus he is handsome. His face and extraordinary temperament are very eye-catching.
This is due to years of training, the nourishment of extraordinary strength, and the secrets hidden in human blood - humans in this world are not ordinary creatures. In a sense, they are the direct creations of the creation gods. It's just that it is now under the evil curse of the ancient gods.
But Arthas didn't resent this so-called curse. This may have been done by the ancient gods, and it was one of the few things that could be considered a good thing for the life of Azeroth.
It is precisely because of this curse that organic life with rich emotions was born, allowing him to experience his own existence.
Perhaps the original intention of this curse was to weaken the original creations of the Titan gods, but what the ancient gods did not expect was that under the influence of their curse, these seemingly weak flesh and blood lives burst out with things that the original creations of the Titans had never seen before. emotions.
Without these seemingly useless emotions, Arthas felt that Azeroth might not be able to withstand disasters and catastrophes again and again.
In his thoughts, Arthas heard Sylvanas calling, "Your Highness?"
"I'm listening, ma'am."
"You don't need to be so restrained. Maybe it's because the way we call each other makes each other uncomfortable. We can be considered comrades who have lived and died together." Sylvanas had a strong impression of Arthas. "You can let me call him directly." What’s your name?”
"Of course, ma'am."
"Then in return, you can call me by my name directly. If you think it's too long, you can just call me Shiva."
"Feng Xing... er, Ms. Sylvanas." Arthas was a little uncomfortable calling Sylvanas Shiva directly. He knew that this title was probably only called by people close to Sylvanas.
"It's Sylvanas - or, Shiva," Sylvanas corrected Arthas's name seriously, "Don't worry, my sisters and friends all call me that."
"Okay, Shiva, if you like." Arthas saw that the lady liked this title quite a bit.
Sylvanas nodded with satisfaction, a smile on her face - the name Shiva reminded her of the time when she and her sisters were just children, when they called themselves this.
"Arthas, I rarely interact with humans, because to be honest, I don't particularly like you. After all, my sister, Alleria, was deceived by Turayan." Sylvanas said to This matter bothers her. In her opinion, if her sister had not fallen in love with Turayan, she would not have entered the Dark Portal and would have been lost forever.
How could Alsace answer this? Do you want to add another punch, saying that your sister should also be in love with the human mage Luo Ning in Dalaran now? Isn't this asking for trouble, so he decisively did not answer Sylvanas's words, but just listened to her quietly.
"But after meeting you, I began to feel that there are still reliable people among humans. Now I kind of understand why Alleria left with Turayan," Sylvanas looked at the young and handsome prince. "Speaking of which, the marshal is really similar to you. You are both handsome and both are Paladins."
Arthas sensed a dangerous aura - don't confuse me with that guy Turayan, I have nothing to do with him, we are not familiar with each other at all! I was just a kid when he cheated on your sister!
"Actually, I don't understand why my sister fell in love with a human. Arthas, you know, there is an insurmountable gap between humans and elves."
Of course, Arthas knew this very well. The lifespan of a human being, except for those powerful mages, was only a hundred years at most. But for the elves, the perception of a hundred years was different from the one or two years of a human being. No difference.
When your lover gets older day by day, and finally returns to death forever, but you are still young and beautiful, this is unbearable pain for any infatuated person.
So although Quel'Thalas does not explicitly prohibit elves from marrying humans, almost all elves have heard warnings from their elders, which is one of the reasons why Sylvanas said she would not fall in love with a human. .
"Alleria always said that I am too slow in terms of feelings, but I just think that instead of spending those useless time enjoying love, it is better to practice shooting an arrow more." Sylvanas looked at herself Smooth fingers - her physique means she won't have calluses even if she shoots all year round.
"I don't know what Ms. Alleria thinks, but I think you may be the most suitable person for the position of Ranger General."
Alsace looked at the road extending in front of him, "At least I can feel that you deeply love your people and country, so you are stationed at the border all day long just to protect this peace and quiet."
Sylvanas smiled noncommittally. She did deeply love her compatriots and the land of Quel'Thalas. This was also the main reason that supported her perennial struggle with the Silver Moon Council. In addition, she did not want to let The Farstriders trained by the family for Quel'Thalas were completely harmed by the indifferent mage masters.
"Alsace, the Windrunner Manor is just ahead. I have invited some subordinates and old friends. Don't worry, this is a semi-private banquet, and there won't be any of those disgusting congressmen."
Following Sylvanas's guidance, Arthas saw the exquisite and unique elven buildings, carefully manicured gardens, and the most eye-catching, gorgeous tower built against the cliff.
"That must be the Tower of Windrunner, right?"
"Yes, the scenery above is very good. Our banquet will be held in the open-air garden on the lower floor of the Windrunner Tower." Sylvanas introduced the plants and trees in her home to Arthas, "Over there is a I remember that the tulip field was built more than sixty years ago when my little sister suddenly wanted to find someone to build it."
"It's such an intoxicating place. I've rarely seen a manor of this size in Lordaeron." Arthas couldn't help but sigh. The heritage of human nobles is still inferior to that of elven families that have been passed down for thousands of years. After seeing this Windrunner family manor, he wanted to build one in Lordaeron.
Unfortunately, most of the good land in Tirisfal Glades has long been given to various lords or nobles. Even if he is a prince, it is difficult to find open space that can match the scenery of Quel'Thalas, and it is said that he spent huge sums of money to build it. A manor like this.
Hearing Arthas' praise, Sylvanas blinked her eyes and seemed to have thought of something. She said to Arthas.
"Come on, let me take you to visit here first. Although the scenery below is very good, I must take you to the Windrunner Tower to understand what the real beauty is."
"With great pleasure."
Under the leadership of Sylvanas, he walked through the luxurious courtyard, passed the gorgeous corridors, and smelled the fragrant tulips. After several twists and turns, Arthas finally reached the top of the Tower of Windrunner.
It is sunset now, and the sun is slowly sinking into the endless sea. Its golden afterglow dyes the entire ocean into a bright golden yellow, connecting it with the golden coastline of Quel'Thalas. The sea breeze blows through Al Looking at Sass's face, he felt that the fatigue caused by running around in the past few days had been wiped away, and he felt much more energetic.
The circular observation deck can not only see the sea on the west side, but also the forest on the east side. Alsace saw many elven villages scattered in the forest. Under this beautiful sunset, he heard again That melodious high elf music.
Sylvanas also quietly watched the scenery that could be seen from the Tower of Windrunner - even if thousands of years had passed, she had never felt tired of seeing it. Unknowingly, she saw it again in a trance. Alleria and Vereesa stood beside him, as well as Lilas, who was held in his mother's arms.
Unfortunately, time flies by and the past has become the past forever. Standing next to her now is a human prince, the young paladin Arthas.
Sylvanas sighed - Sister, what should I do? Little sister, how are you doing in Dalaran? The situation in Quel'Thalas is very bad right now, and I'm already a little powerless...but I have to protect it, even if it costs me everything.
During the long dispute, she had long lost all trust in the members of the Silver Moon Parliament. Now she hopes to use her own way to find a turning point in Quel'Thalas from this foreign prince.
