Just when Onyxia's transformed Countess Katrana was considering whether to seduce Arthas, the King of Stormwind City had been waiting for his friend at the gate of the fortress for a long time.
"Alsace!" Varian strode forward and gave Alsace a big hug. "How long has it been since we last met?"
"Almost eight years, Varian."
"When I left Lordaeron, you were only this tall." Varian gestured at Arthas' height in his memory.
Arthas rolled his eyes at him, "I was only eleven years old at that time, okay? And you don't seem to be much taller than me, right?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, still feeling the same as before.
Varian patted Arthas on the back hard, "You are much stronger than before. Muradin and Uther must have trained you well."
"You're not bad either." Arthas naturally noticed Varian's unabashed sharpness.
"If we have time, let's spar again, like before." Varian's eyes were full of nostalgia, "By the way...how is Uncle Tenaris's health? Is Lordaeron okay now?"
King Tenaris accepted him after his country was subjugated and treated him like his own son. Lordaeron can almost be said to be Varian's second home.
"Father, everything is fine. Lordaeron has returned to what it was before the Orc War."
"That's good, that's good," Valian nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go, I'll take you to meet your nephew. I already plan to let you be his godfather."
Arthas didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Varian, I'm only nineteen years old!"
"What's wrong with being nineteen? Is it possible that you still want little Anduin to call you brother?"
"alright, you win."
Varian ignored Countess Catalina from the beginning to the end. He just explained some things to Bolvar, and then took Arthas into the palace on the side of Stormwind Fortress.
Katlana had a hint of resentment on her face, "It seems that His Majesty the King is still angry about the previous incident."
Bolvar gently patted the female noble's back, "It's okay, Katlana, those nobles should have been punished. There is nothing wrong with what you did, but...it's just that Varian can't accept it."
The countess took advantage of the situation and shrank into Bolvar's arms, pretending to look particularly pitiful.
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"That Bolvar guy really gives me a headache. Why does he fall in love with that woman?" Varian complained as he walked. He admired the Grand Duke's character very much, but he did not dare to compliment him on his emotional choices.
Varian is not a fool. Katrana has many tricks up her sleeves among the nobles, and her schemes are endless. Most of the nobles in Stormwind City have fallen into the whirlpool she created.
Varian still doesn't have enough gold coins to pay the Masons' Guild to rebuild Stormwind City, but those nobles are still playing power games with their money.
And he always felt that Countess Katlana appeared too suddenly. Where did this Presto family come from?
They claimed to be from the Kingdom of Alterac, but Alterac had long been destroyed by the orcs, and even their capital was completely destroyed. Nothing was left behind, and there was no way to prove their identity.
"Everyone in the Presto family is not simple. Have you forgotten Lord Prestor who almost married my sister when he came to Lordaeron?" Arthas was insinuating, trying to get Varian to improve his attitude toward Catra. Na's vigilance.
It is unrealistic to directly tell Varian that Katrana is a black dragon. After all, he can't provide any evidence to prove it now. Even if Varian believes him and forces Onyxia out of her original form, with this black dragon's With enough strength, he could wreak havoc in Stormwind City and then leave.
There is no guardian like Medivh in Stormwind City now. If there were no air restrictions, a black dragon could really come and leave as he pleased in the newly rebuilt Stormwind City.
So Arthas just reminded Varian to be careful about the Countess of Presto. He didn't want his friend's city to turn into a pile of ruins just after it was rebuilt, and as long as Onyxia was not scared away, , in the future, he will have many ways to deal with this black dragon princess.
"You also think there's something wrong with her? It's also strange that their whole family appears." Varian shook his head. Recently, he was busy dealing with a group of disobedient nobles and had no time to care about other things.
If his son hadn't been born now, he would still be busy dealing with the mess left by those damn nobles, and now this mess was left to Bolvar to deal with.
During the conversation, the two of them had already walked to the garden of the palace, where Varian's Queen Tiffin was holding a swaddling baby, and inside was her and Varian's son, Anduin.
"My dear Tiffin, why did you come to the garden again? It's too easy to catch a cold here!" Varian greeted his wife and took Anduin from her hand.
"It's okay, Varian. I'm not a weak woman. I just want to give little Anduin some air."
Tiffin said a few words in a soft tone, then looked at Alsace and greeted him with a smile.
"Long time no see, His Majesty Arthas. How are your Majesty Tenaris these days?"
"My father is doing well. Thank you for your greetings, Queen Tiffin." Arthas had also met Tiffin several times in Lordaeron. The two were considered acquaintances, but he remembered Varian and Tiffin at that time. The relationship is not very good, because the two of them were originally victims of a political marriage.
But now the result is obvious. Tiffin conquered the hot-tempered Varian with her gentleness and kindness. Since the two fell in love, they have been harmonious and respectful to each other.
She is a qualified queen and a qualified mother.
"Come, Arthas, look at my son." Varian carried little Anduin and walked to Arthas. The little prince lay quietly in his swaddling clothes, staring at Alsace with two pairs of big blue eyes. Sars.
"What a cute child." Arthas teased little Anduin, "May the Holy Light bless you to grow up healthily and happily."
Varian teased, "We haven't seen each other for so long. Have you learned the same tone as those old priests?"
"I can't help it. I've been training with them for too long, and I'm always used to saying a few words. But I can really feel that the Holy Light is blessing this child." Arthas condensed a gentle Holy Light at his fingertips, and Xiao An Du Yin suddenly became restless and stretched out his arms awkwardly, trying to catch the light.
Arthas tapped his forehead gently, and the holy light sank into Anduin's body. "This child is born with a strong affinity for the holy light. He will definitely be a great hero in the future."
The little prince smiled happily after feeling the pure and gentle holy light of Alsace.
"He really has such a strong affinity with the Holy Light? You're not bluffing me again, are you?" Varian looked at Arthas suspiciously. When they were young, he was a qualified young man, but Arthas no.
Arthas knew what his friend was thinking, and he patted Varian on the shoulder, "Haha, Varian, I know you hope that your son can become a great warrior like you and your father, but you might as well Duin grows up and listens to his own thoughts."
"Okay, actually I don't have to let him become a warrior. I just hope that he can learn the fearlessness and strength of a warrior."
Varian's expression became gentle, and he looked at his son, full of hope.
Queen Tiffin pursed her lips and chuckled, "You are still so impatient. Our son has a bright future, so there is no need to be so anxious."
Arthas sighed secretly. If Queen Tiffin was still alive, there wouldn't be such a big gap between Varian and Anduin in the original history: a irascible, upright, unspeakable but deeply in love The father of his son always becomes as clumsy as a child when faced with true feelings.
Only this time everything will be different - Arthas took out a pendant from his arms and handed it to Queen Tiffin.
"This is?"
Tiffin received Alsace's gift somewhat unexpectedly, not quite understanding the function of this pendant.
"This pendant is an amulet I made with Lord Fao. With the blessing of the Holy Light, it can bring you good luck and health, and can also get rid of disease and evil." Alsace explained that Queen Tiffin's death was basically It was definitely Onyxia's trick, but the stone thrown by an ordinary person was definitely not the main reason.
I am afraid that the Black Dragon Princess has already placed a vicious curse on Tiffin, and that stone is most likely just an inducement.
"Thank you, Alsace, I like this gift very much." The queen accepted Alsace's amulet. She thought of her husband Varian's recent tense relationship with many nobles, and planned to give it to Varian later. Ryan.
Arthas seemed to have seen through Tiffin's thoughts, "Don't worry about Varian. I have other gifts for him and little Anduin. Just keep this amulet. I believe Varian doesn't have it either." I want something to happen to you."
Varian nodded. As a warrior, he had never been afraid of any danger or difficulty, but he was only afraid that the safety of his queen and son would not be guaranteed.
However, Arthas' words made Varian understand that he seemed to have seen his situation clearly. After handing Anduin to Tiffin, he rubbed his nose and said in a low voice, "You also see it?"
"I felt something was wrong as soon as I entered Stormwind City."
Varian's strength may not be inferior to Arthas, but in terms of mental sensitivity, he is now much worse than Arthas. He has only been king for a short time now, and he is not the mature alliance he will be in the future. High King.
"Stormwind City seems to be prosperous on the surface, but in fact there must be a lot of difficulties, right?"
Varian let out a long sigh, looking quite helpless, and pulled Alsace to sit on a bench beside him. Tiffin held his son and sat next to him.
"I had known that those nobles were unreliable. When Stormwind City was in trouble, one of them ran faster than the other. Now that Stormwind City has been rebuilt, they all come back to pick peaches." Varian looked annoyed. "Sooner or later they will understand the horror of Wrynn's anger!"
