Arthas first met with his father to report on the situation, then went to find his mother.
He arrived at the courtyard and found many High Elves there. His mother, Lianne, was leading a group of noble ladies in a yoga session. This was one of Arthas's plans: to establish a women's club, accessible only to women, with men strictly forbidden. Besides being a place for gatherings, it would also offer various fitness activities, ostensibly to maintain physical vitality and slow down aging.
With the backing of Arthas's Dragonflights and Lianne's status as queen, the proposal had received an enthusiastic response from a large number of noblewomen and socialites as soon as it was introduced. However, they were first carefully selected, and the club was being developed slowly, gaining experience through trial and error.
The power of such a club was immense. It could be used as a channel to spread information or to facilitate certain under-the-table collaborations. The club represented connections. In human society, nepotism was extremely important. Without this layer of connections, a commoner could never move up in status. Not everyone was like Uther, who had sworn off marriage for life to serve the Holy Light, and even that only got him halfway in the door.
Among the socialites present, there were women of all shapes and sizes, from noblewomen with thick waists to well-preserved mature ladies. These women were generally countesses or the wives of counts, from wealthy families with spare cash and some influence.
The noble lords were a hundred percent happy for their wives and daughters to join the fitness club. It was an initiative led by the queen. It was common knowledge that the prince and queen had a very good mother-son relationship.
It was even rumored that Queen Lianne had obtained some secret formulas, which was why she was looking younger and more beautiful, and her health was improving. If they could get their hands on some of those secret formulas or benefits, it would be a great bargain for most nobles.
When Queen Lianne saw her son, her delicate-white skin, glistening with a thin layer of sweat, looked at Arthas with an indescribable, hazy beauty. She waved for a lady-in-waiting to take her place and turned to enter another room.
"Mom, it looks like your club is doing very well." Arthas hugged his mother tightly, not minding her sweat-drenched body. His mouth covered her red lips, and he eagerly pushed his tongue forward.
To his surprise, his mother's lips parted easily, and she even took the lead, teasing his tongue, chasing and dodging, deliberately arousing him. The simple kiss alone was enough to set him on fire, and his member once again became uncontrollably erect.
Queen Lianne broke the kiss with a smile and poked her son's forehead with a finger. "Don't get any ideas. Go find another woman to take care of it. Or, should I have Taria come in to keep you company?"
"No need, it'll be fine in a moment. Mom, the treasurer under my command has returned with the fleet. He's brought back a lot of good things, including many magical items made by the elves. I plan to hold a trade fair over there to attract the nobles and raise some funds." Arthas rubbed his lower body against his mother's abdomen, feeling the softness of her belly. He really wanted to thrust his cock into his mother's body and feel the depraved thrill of incest!
"Mm, I'll tell them. Is there anything you can tell me about first?" Queen Lianne was very supportive of her son's plan. She subtly tightened her perky buttocks, feeling herself getting a little wet. This little rascal was making her itch; her honeyed cave was beginning to secrete its juices again.
"A Magic Necklace that maintains a constant temperature, and a unique perfume. I have some here. One bottle is for you, and the rest can be used as samples for them." Arthas took out several small vials with press-on spray nozzles.
The technology of daily life in this era was still relatively backward, not as advanced as it would later become. The Goblins had developed Airships but had not popularized industrialization. The nobles' cosmetics still consisted of powdering their faces; lipstick and face cream did not exist.
To make money, cosmetics were definitely the most profitable. If he could just get the noble ladies and socialites to use them once and taste the benefits, a sales explosion was sure to follow. One should never underestimate a woman's insane shopping power.
Queen Lianne sniffed the air, then sprayed some of the perfume. A faint scent of roses filled the surroundings, making her eyes light up. "This is good stuff. They will absolutely go crazy for it!"
"Mom, there are also these face creams. And here are cheongsams, stockings, and high heels. These will also drive them crazy. Once they wear them, I bet those great lords will be holding their waists tomorrow, haha!" Arthas took out a set of stockings and high heels, a strange smile on his face. Desire had always been a driving force for human progress. By properly utilizing desire, one could amass great wealth.
"Aren't you going to have Taria try them on?" Lianne's eyes lit up. No woman disliked beauty. Just wearing something sexy could improve one's mood significantly.
"I'd rather have you try them." Arthas grabbed his mother's perky buttocks, his hands met with smooth, delicate skin. He was getting aroused; his member was already fully erect.
How could Queen Lianne give her son the chance? Now was not the time for such things. If they were discovered, they would both be finished. She quickly gave Arthas a push. "Go find someone else, you little rascal. Not now." With that, she took the items and left, swaying her plump, perky buttocks. The full, round curve of her rear was enough to bewitch any man's soul as she walked away!
After their workout, the socialites and noblewomen all took a hot bath. When they came out, they saw a woman in a cheongsam sitting on the throne. Her beautiful legs were wrapped in black stockings, and a pair of strange shoes dangled from her toes. Two delicate toes peeked out from the tip, and the shoes perfectly enveloped her ankles, accentuating the alluring arch of her feet.
"Ladies, this is a new magical attire. The dress accentuates a woman's beautiful figure, and then there are these stockings. Don't you think they look good?" Queen Lianne stood up and took a few steps. Her tall figure, enhanced by the high heels, made her look like a domineering queen.
The eyes of many women lit up at first sight. How sexy would they look in such an outfit? If they wore it to a banquet, they would probably be the center of attention!
The nobles had nothing to do but attend one party after another. Manual labor was not for them; they had plenty of time on their hands. They were born in Rome, far happier than the commoners an ocean away.