"Quel'Thalas has suffered one disaster after another. Do you know why the Orcs invaded?" Lireesa didn't mind being naked, but she uncomfortably rubbed her belly. Arthas had shot too much, and too deep. He hadn't hidden his intention of getting her pregnant from the very beginning. And she was, nominally, Arthas's mother-in-law!
"I don't know. Mother, I'm sorry." Sylvanas looked at her mother apologetically. She felt heartbroken over her mother's plight. She had been too impulsive, and it had led to her mother's humiliation.
Lireesa shook her head, took a tissue to wipe herself, and began to dress. "I'm used to it. This isn't the first time he's done this to me. Sylvanas, you must understand, for your brother, for the continuation of the Windrunner family, we must make sacrifices. The Prince of Lordaeron is our hope. If Silvermoon City rejects us, we will find a new territory and build a new home for the High Elves."
"What! Is... is that possible?" Sylvanas was shocked, unable to believe these words were coming from her loyal mother.
"In Arthas's hands, nothing is impossible. I know you're strong-willed. Take your time. A woman will always face that day eventually. He might just be looking for novelty. Once he gets what he wants, he won't bother you anymore. Humor him, and then get resources from him to build our new home. If not for us, then for our compatriots who left Quel'Thalas with us. Sylvanas, as the Ranger General you must bear responsibility and pay the price. This is your duty. Think about it." Lireesa, contrary to expectations, began to persuade her daughter to serve Arthas in bed. She knew resistance was futile.
Arthas had a mysterious power backing him; even the Black Dragon Queen had become his consort. One could only imagine what kind of power that was.
A man in his growth period was worth investing in. One could often reap the greatest rewards for the smallest price. If Azeroth had stocks, he would definitely be a growth stock.
The next day, Arthas woke up with Alleria in his arms. Looking at the charming beauty in his embrace, he chuckled and pressed down on her again.
"Husband! Mmmph!" Alleria seemed to be perpetually wet. The moment he pressed down on her, she actively parted her beautiful legs to welcome his entry. Gentle and understanding, she strove to satisfy his every desire!
Outside Silvermoon City, Arthas, Kael'thas, and Gul'dan stood before a small harbor. A few old, seaworthy ships were docked there, but they would likely meet with disaster in a major storm.
"Your payment is right there. You can send your people to inspect them," Arthas said, pointing at the distant ships. Doing business with an Orc? No problem at all.
"I've already inspected them. They're quite good. Your Highness is truly generous!" Gul'dan, with his stooped body, managed to crack a rare smile.
"Don't thank me. Thank him," Arthas said. "Once the Forest Trolls are driven out of Quel'Thalas, the deal will be complete." Arthas couldn't wait to be done with this place. The Sunwell was too heavily guarded to get any benefits from. He had already gotten his hands on the Windrunner family, plus a large group of High Elf Fanatics, so this trip was already more than worth it. Now he could even connect with Kael'thas and sell High Elf materials and Enchanted Artifacts to the other human kingdoms. The profits would be astronomical!
"Zul'jin has begun to break his forces into smaller units. He wants to turn all of Quel'Thalas into a sea of fire. This is his deployment map. Once you defeat him, I will come and take these ships." Gul'dan produced a crudely drawn map covered in strange lines.
After Kael'thas took the map, he used a spell to open it. The strange lines gradually transformed into a map of the Troll forces' deployments. No wonder traitors were the most hated. This map exposed Zul'jin's intentions completely, stripping him bare for all to see!
"You can take the ships after this is done. Arthas, I'll be leaving first. I need to make some preparations."
"Just say the word if you need my cooperation. I won't steal your thunder," Arthas nodded. Kael'thas had returned to gain political capital, to make the High Elf commoners believe their prince could handle great responsibilities. This was a necessary condition for a prince's ascension to the throne. Earning their love and respect was what was truly needed.
"Thank you. For now, I don't need it." Kael'thas gave Arthas a grateful look. This love rival was actually quite pleasant to be around.
After seeing Gul'dan and Kael'thas off, Arthas didn't leave. Instead, he smiled as he watched Jaina approach from a short distance away.
Illucia and Calia were with her, and the three girls seemed to be having an interesting chat. Having fought together and killed Orcs, they could be considered comrades-in-arms.
Looking at the budding beauty Illucia, Arthas's mind began to wander. It seemed that girls from Europe and America really did mature early!
"Did you hunt any boars?"
"There aren't any boars!" Jaina pouted cutely. Her pretty face had thinned a little; conditions on the battlefield were indeed much harsher than the life of luxury in Dalaran.
"I've prepared some ingredients. Let's have a picnic." Arthas took out a flint and lit the dry firewood he had gathered from the Gnolls. While others were toiling away at war, he was having a great time playing with other women.
Fragrant roasted chicken was soon ready. Even with just a campfire, Arthas managed to cook up a number of delicacies. Food made with the system's built-in Cooking System was simply delicious. It could also quickly restore health and stamina. The only drawback was that the process couldn't be interrupted. The image of sitting on the ground eating while being attacked was truly unimaginable.
"This is delicious!" Jaina exclaimed, forgetting her ladylike demeanor and starting to devour the food in large bites. Watching her tender red lips part slightly, Arthas suddenly had the urge to put his cock in her mouth.
"If it's good, eat more. Illucia, don't be shy, eat up. Have some more." Arthas beckoned to his handmaiden, his eyes on his sister Calia as he gave her shapely bottom a subtle squeeze.
"Mmmph!" Calia's eyes were practically dripping with desire. Flirting with her brother right in front of his fiancée... This sense of immorality thrilled her to the core. A rebellious thought was gradually spreading within her. She yearned for this kind of life!