In this way, seeing that I was happy after that night, the kind-hearted Blackmore decided to send Theresa to me every day, and even let her come during the day...

Of course, I couldn't enjoy these delicacies alone, but I talked with my friends with this girl, such as each other's past, personal emotions, and my ideals and future. I soon treated us as good friends and spoke freely. Only after outsiders appeared, he showed special respect for me.

And I am also very happy to hear her growth experience and some of Thrall's childhood, but sometimes I still pretend to be Jaina...

I really hope she is here.

Maybe I only think so, and I can see that my friends talk better with him. Although her knowledge is far less rich than Jaina, nor does she have Jaina's temperament and unique charm, she has things that Jaina has never had, such as not having to worry about identity issues.

It's ridiculous to say that the princess' identity is actually the disadvantage of Jaina's interactions with the people below, just like me. Although we don't care about this, over time there will always be many things that will be involved in the end.

Maybe I performed well this time and didn't make Theresa feel any sense of identity until he asked a question. And this question brought back my memories.

"I really want to know what the future queen looks like."

Teresa asked me, which made me feel very embarrassed. If I admit who it was, it would make me feel a little embarrassed. But it is not just the only one who is really embarrassed, because he asked about it. If he took out a real object for comparison, she would be the best comparison.

And if you just say this, it may make the girl misunderstand or make her feel happy with him. That would be not very good.

"Is that so? You'll be very surprised if you really see it. Because she..." Sasarien seemed willing to answer this question, but I couldn't let him speak, so I covered his mouth tightly with both hands.

"How is she?" My actions aroused Teresa's curiosity even more.

And the other three pairs of eyes looked at me, and they knew I didn't want them to tell the story, but they were not disappointed because they had a better play to watch, that was to see how I solved the problem, how to explain her appearance, or have a better reason to get over it.

Obviously I will be the latter now. So I promised to Theresa.

"I promise you will see it."

"Really? But I don't have the right to leave the city at all..." Taresa showed her sadness. She didn't continue to say it. I understood that if he continued to say it, we would feel suspicious of letting me help her gain rights. The kind and innocent girl still didn't do this. He just continued to ask me that question. "You should describe her appearance."

"I swear in the name of the Holy Light that you will see her. And it's very fast." I know that I must help her escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but before that, I have to ask her. "Please change the topic first." I made a pleading move to him.

“…”

After a few days like this, the so-called Dunholder inspection was completed, and it was time to leave.

Before leaving, I privately asked Blackmore to leave Theresa. Although the cunning leader paid hundreds of times the price he bought for him back then, I still accepted it happily. Anyway, it was deducted from taxes, and it was not my paying, and it had nothing to do with me now. And I also understood that this lord would sooner or later pay for his greed, and it would be nothing to make him happy for a while.

However, as a maid transaction with a huge difference, the lord may be a little reluctant, or in other words, he wanted to be afraid that the girl would remember his grudges after her status improved. So before leaving, he gave me a large four-horse-driven carriage. I have to say that this lord of wine and meat really has a set in some aspects. He knew that if I blatantly brought a maid back to the royal city, I would definitely be discussed.

Fortunately, when we came, four people rode four horses. And under Uther's teaching, the four of us all knew how to drive this big guy. But for safety reasons, I

I decided to only let Farick perform this duty, because I was afraid that if I gave it to Sasarien, I would not be able to come back home.

This idea is just a joke. I am not worried about how to go home, but what I do. If my father knows that I bought a girl with the treasury funds, then how would he look at me? And what would happen if I asked Farick to participate in the gladiator in Blackmore's arena, and the fact that the treasury funds and gambling with the lords was passed into my father's ears.

Maybe my father may not care at all, because the result will definitely satisfy my father, because I earned enough gold coins for the country this time and also improved Farick's reputation for heroism. Maybe he might even boast about me.

I was sitting in the carriage back and thought fortunately, but I really didn't know what kind of treatment I would be treated after I got home. Or should I ask my friends to go back and explore the wind first.

And just when I left at the intersection with Dalaran at Lordaeron, a guard stopped my carriage and asked me to see the letter in his hand. But when Farick asked who gave the letter, he didn't say it. He just said that after I read it, I naturally understood, and it was very mysterious.

I carefully looked at the decoration of the sender. Although there was a layer of cloth covering the outside, through the thin cloth, I could still vaguely see that the armor on his body had the decorative style of the royal guard. I began to guess who would send me a letter.

"The Royal Guard and he stopped at the intersection of Dalaran." My understanding and my inner expectations may only be a result, that is, the letter comes from Jaina, who is still studying in Dalaran. He must have wanted to tell me his longing for love. So I excitedly opened the letter.

But when I saw the signature, all my expectations disappeared instantly because it was written by my sister Carlia. I really didn't expect that her sister, who was bad for me all day, would arrange any pranks for me. After all, we will meet at the latest tomorrow morning. But even so, I think it's very necessary to let me see what's in it:

Dear brother.

If you did something in Dunhold and thought your father didn't know, then you were wrong. His family cared about your first trip, so all your activities were reported, so you don't think of any luck.

…………………

Seeing this, my palms were a little sweaty, but I still didn't believe that he really knew what I did, so I continued to read the letter, but I just looked at what I wanted to know

And I heard that you have learned to gambling and even let your warrior's life be gambling. Do you think that if you win the money, you will make your father happy? I believe you will know how eager he will "commend" you when you come back, but don't ask me what you will get, because I don't know, I really don't know.

(I felt cold when I saw this. A trace of my original fantasy was shattered. But this is not over yet. Because her letter is not over yet.)

I’m not lonely outside at night. I heard that you bought a young maid with money that should be the treasury. I think if Admiral Dailin heard about this, what would he feel like... Do you want his jacket to hang on his face?... (My face turned green when I saw this).

……………………………………………………………………

Don't go home, go to Dalaran to take refuge first, listen to my wind, and see if Jaina will forgive you.

Your sister

Carlia

I really didn't expect that everything I did was finally discovered by my father, and I was surprised that my sister told me about the "danger" of going home in advance. I was really moved. However, I was also moved and thought about a question, that is, why did my sister remind me that he always likes to see me look ugly.

Unless...unless the father's anger is even worse than I thought. So my sister realized that I might be severely punished, so she felt her conscience...

I couldn't help but sigh. I had a home now and couldn't go back. So I also wrote a letter, which was basically thanking her and accepting her opinions. I went to Dalaran in the name of learning history and culture, and stayed there for a while. I also hoped that she would observe the movements of her father at any time and get rid of her anger in the old man's house.

I was notified when I was about to tell me, and the letter also wrote my deep longing for her and my mother...

So I handed over the letter I wrote to the messenger, and I asked Farick to change his direction.

“Go to Dalaran.”

Maybe I didn't have to explain it to them, and Farik turned his head, and even Sasarien, who had always been a lot, didn't ask me more, or they thought the messenger was sent by Jaina, just like me.

Then why did the messenger go to Lordaeron? Maybe they can understand it as helping me think of my father's leave letter. Actually, I understand that they also look forward to being able to make a fist with me, because in this way, there is no need to be fisted by the dwarf.

But not everyone is tacit about me, such as Theresa, who is unaware of the whole thing.

"Why don't you go back to the royal city?" Teresa asked to me. After he asked this, I felt embarrassed. Sasarien would always find her place at this time.

"That's because the future queen is missing His Highness, His Highness, and our current prince, too."

I was a little furious when I heard this, so before he could finish his dark voice, I grabbed him and made an action to throw him out the window. Maybe he would be surprised that I was a little angry. He originally thought that I would show excitement after receiving Jaina's letter.

Although he knew I wouldn't do this, he called out to cooperate with me.

"Help!"

The reason I asked him to hang it on the car window like this was because no one could respond to his shouts in the wilderness, but I was wrong. Through the window grille, I could see a fair and very quick elf coming towards me. What was really surprising was that he was almost over a carriage driven by four good horses.

If anyone can be so fast, he can only be an elf ranger, or an excellent elf ranger. From his appearance, he is definitely a familiar figure, she will not be wrong.

"Stop." I ordered to Farick. Obviously, before I issued this command, my chief guard had already done it. His happy expression showed that he still remembered the story between us back then.

After all, this is nothing. On the other hand, it would be very difficult if people forget her beautiful appearance.

However, remembering her appearance may not necessarily make her name remembered in my heart. In order to chat with the beauty, I called out her name first.

"Silvanas"
Chapter completed!