The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

Chapter 208 A Tea Party

In Catherine Proudmoore's personal room, the three lords and ladies who were brought by their husbands to discuss matters were called away by Catherine.

The four people from the four major families of Kul Tiras were sitting at a spacious oak table, and in front of each of them was a cup of steaming pudding and pearl milk tea.

In addition to four cups of tea, there were several plates of freshly baked chicken legs on the table, as well as a large bottle of milk tea and corresponding condiments. Their little gathering was truly a delight.

"The sun will set soon. Why did you call us here, Catherine?"

"Although you have prepared everything very well, didn't Dai Lin say that she had something urgent to discuss with us?"

Meredith Waycrest took a sip of the warm milk tea, raised her teacup and raised her eyebrows to ask Catherine a question.

Although it was unclear why Catherine pulled me over, this cup of milk tea was really sweet. It was rare for Catherine to be so generous.

I should have brought Lucille along earlier, she would have liked the taste very much.

"Don't worry, Meredith."

"National affairs are for the men of Kul Tiras to worry about. I'm here to talk to you about my personal matters."

With a slight wave of her hand, Katherine signaled Meredith to sit down, and continued to pick up the knife to cut meat for the sisters.

She cut off four or five large slices of chicken thigh meat and placed them flat on a plate.

Then she took out some fine salt, rubbed it lightly with her thumb and index finger, sprinkled it evenly on the meat slices, then held the mouth of the plate tightly, exerted a little force, and pushed it to the other three sisters.

"What private matter could you have? Could it be that Jaina has returned with her son-in-law?"

"Which prince is it? Could it be that His Highness Arthas has figured it out?"

Steadying the plate full of meat slices, Priscilla Ashvane picked up the knife and fork, unceremoniously stabbed a piece of chicken thigh and dipped it into the butter.

She showed no mercy to the butter-covered meat slices. She ate them in one bite, chewed them a few times, and swallowed them into her stomach.

It's a really delicious chicken drumstick, but where did Catherine buy such a big chicken drumstick? I have to ask her about it later.

Seeing this delicious food... Rocklo, mom, I miss you.

I hope you can become a big fat boy in heaven. You have been just like your father Vicks since you were a child. You can never gain weight no matter how much you eat.

"It is indeed Prince Arthas Menethil. The boy finally took the initiative to come to Kul Tiras to get engaged."

Catherine blew lightly on the milk tea in her hand, took a sip to confirm the taste, and nodded to Priscilla.

"You have no idea how excited I was when I first heard the news."

"That stubborn guy finally took the initiative. It seems that beating his straw man every day is very effective."

Gently flattening the milk cap with the cup lid, Katherine turned to look at Meredith and talked about the scarecrow she had given her as a gift.

The witch culture of Drustvar is quite useful. After thinking about it day and night, I finally accomplished something.

But the four people present knew that this was just a gimmick, a topic of conversation to create an atmosphere.

If local culture is not developed and promoted, will it still be the unique culture of Kul Tiras?

"My dear Catherine, is this why you are inviting us to dinner?"

"I'm sorry, but engagement is a very important matter indeed."

Seeing the three sisters around her looking at her strangely, Dessuhil Stormsong quickly changed the subject.

He suddenly lost his temper and blurted out what was in his heart.

Ocean tide above, please forgive your believers.

The prince of Lordaeron is here to get engaged, but we are not making a big fuss about it...but Brutus is so cautious. He told me yesterday that there might be a war.

Could you please send us a different letter next time? During the war, letters were delivered by people and we were in a panic.

"Desuhil, it's not a good idea to stay in the Storm Temple every day."

Pushing a plate of chicken thighs sprinkled with chili to Desuisil, Catherine couldn't help but cover her forehead and shook her head slightly.

Ever since the three children, Tanred, Mogna and Rocklo, left, Desushil has fallen into a trance and has not yet come out of it.

You have to be strong. You are younger than me and have plenty of time to have children.

Am I really old if I'm a few years older than you? I just don't want to have children anymore.

"That's what's wrong with you, Catherine."

"Our sons must still be alive. I have seen them in my dreams, bravely fighting against evil and trying to find a way home."

"I have to pray to the tide every day so they can find their way home in the storm. He told me so."

When Desuhil heard Catherine talking about this, she suddenly stood up, slammed the table, and told them why she did it.

While speaking, she drank the milk tea next to her right hand in one gulp. She was a little thirsty... the cup almost fell over. She didn't come here to spoil everyone's luck.

Lady Stormsong believed in the whispers of the abyss and saw the truth in her dream, but was deceived by the whispers of the abyss.

Little did she know that if her "son" was really sent back by Him, he might not have such a handsome appearance... but a glorious tentacle monster K'thir.

"Okay, okay, we were wrong. Let's not talk about this anymore."

Sighing in her heart, Catherine felt that Lord Pluto seemed a little unreliable.

He said he would persuade his wife to think things over, but he didn't seem to have kept his promise.

I haven’t seen Desuhil for over a year, and I thought she looked good before, so she should have figured things out.

But I didn't expect that he seemed normal on the surface, but as soon as he talked about this matter, he immediately became a fanatic.

"Dear Desuhil, I just want to ask you."

"Do you have any thoughts on the dresses my daughter and son-in-law will wear at their engagement ceremony?"

After pouring blueberry-flavored pudding into Dessuhil's cup, refilling the cup with milk tea and stirring it a little with a spoon, Catherine changed the subject.

It's rare that Desuhil can control his emotions, and I can't ruin his kindness.

"What can I think? Wouldn't it be nice to have a more traditional and beautiful dress?"

"When I was engaged, I wore linen and walked right into Pluto's company."

Blowing a few breaths into his cup of milk tea, Desuhil shook his head and expressed his thoughts in an unromantic manner.

When people get engaged, most of them just want to look exquisite. Wouldn’t it be better to be simpler?

Why don't you just dress yourself up beautifully when you get married? There's nothing to discuss about this kind of thing.

"Okay, let me offer some ideas."

"Everyone, please take a look at this dress drawing. I designed it carefully."

Seeing that everyone was disappointed with Dessuhil's idea, Meredith took out the design of the dress she designed and put it on the table.

All of you are so unreliable. One of you eats very fast, while the other is so superstitious.

It is still me, Meredith Waycrest, who has to step in and give advice to Katherine. I am the most reliable one.

"I want Lucille to wear this when she gets engaged in the future. It seems like a good idea to give it to Jaina in advance."

"We just need to change the size according to Jaina's size, it should be suitable."

Meredith praised herself in her heart when she saw the three women's eyes light up the moment they saw the drawings.

Although I was just an ordinary farmer in the past, after Arthur married me, I still worked hard to improve myself.

As the matron of Waycrest, it was of utmost importance that her talents were worthy of Arthur.

My daughter is only sixteen this year. Who is her Mr. Right? It has to be someone of equal status...

"It is indeed beautiful, Meredith."

"If you had designed the dresses for Vickers and me, we would have been happier."

She stopped eating meat, wiped her greasy hands with a tissue, and then used her strong body to grab the drawing. Priscilla almost put her face on it.

Fortunately, she had self-awareness and did not rub her face on the drawing or contaminate it with cream in public.

"Give me the blueprints, Priscilla, it's time to change people."

"Don't force me to do it. You can't defeat the Tide Sage."

Dessuhil, full of curiosity, stretched out her right hand to Priscilla, signaling her not to hide anything, as she, Dessuhil, had not taken a closer look yet!

"You have to know that without our blessing, you would..."

"It's alright, Desuhil."

"I won't just prepare one copy of the drawing. I have two copies."

When Priscilla was furious under Dessuhil's threat, Meredith took out two drawings from the storage ring and placed them on the table.

She didn't just prepare one dress design. In order to let Lucille get married in a grand manner, she designed many styles.

Although Lucille is only sixteen years old this year, as her mother, it is better to prepare for some things early.

"Meredith, why didn't you take it out earlier?"

Reaching out for a dress design, Desuisil turned her head away with dissatisfaction and began to observe Meredith's design.

They are indeed very beautiful. When Morgana comes back, I must find a chance to bring these two children together and see if I can get Lucille to come to our Stormsong family.

In this way, we won't need to hire someone to design the dresses for our wedding in Stormsong.

It is really difficult for me to choose good in-laws.

"Desuhil, stop your delusions. We in the Waycrest family only recruit sons-in-law, not marry off daughters."

Facing Dessuhill, whose face was full of the words "looking for in-laws", Meredith gently combed her hair, and a few strands of hair came out by themselves.

There is no way I can agree to your request. Morgana has already gone to heaven. Arthur and I will never agree to a ghost marriage.

Even if Morgana comes back, for the sake of the Waycrest family, it would be better to find a son-in-law. At least one of the children must inherit the Waycrest name.

"You are such a cheapskate, Meredith. My Morgana is not bad."

"No, no, no, Arthur and I want Lucille to be free to fall in love."

Shaking the index finger of her right hand, Meredith directly rejected Desuisil's proposal.

When she married Arthur, he was still a businessman and kept her in the dark.

It was not until Arthur succeeded Lord Waycrest that he told him the truth.

Because of Arthur's deception, I, who was a businessman's wife at that time, was very sad.

When I first took on the role of Matron of Waycrest, I worried about this and that every day, fearing that I wouldn't be able to do the job well.

Fortunately, Arthur has always supported me, so I was able to hold on.

So, dream no more, Lady Dessuhil Stormsong.

"Never mind. I'm kindhearted."

"Desuhil, don't you just want to find a designer for your child when he gets married?"

"Can I do it for you for free?"

Thinking of the blessing power of the Stormsong family, Meredith quickly raised the white flag.

We are all good sisters, so what if I can give you a hand?

It’s a pity that this may not happen until nineteen years later.

That's not the case. You and Pluto just happened to have a child this year, and when you grow up you just happened to find a girlfriend of your dreams, set a wedding date, and so on.

"Very good, Meredith."

"Since you said so, of course I have to..."

"Well, we are all family, and we should help each other a little."

Before Desuisil could finish her words, Priscilla grabbed one of the sisters by the hand and helped Desuisil and Meredith hold each other's right hands.

I have done this and said this. When Vickers and I have children in the future, you can't shirk my request.

Your kids all have grand weddings, so mine naturally can’t be left behind.

Unless I don't have children in my life, you can't get rid of me.

"Alright, you are a grown-up human, how can you behave like this?"

"If this gets out, it will ruin the reputation of our four major families. Stop it now."

With a clang, Catherine dropped three heavy bags of gold coins on the table, right in front of the three lords and ladies.

The gold coins jingled against each other, and flashed like little suns, shining into the eyes of the three lords and ladies.

What the hell is wrong with Catherine today? It’s just an engagement, but she threw money in our faces. Is she under the witch’s dark magic?

No, as her good sisters, we have to help her share some of the dark magic and alleviate her pain.

"Isn't it just the children's future marriages? My Proudmoore family will give you some gifts first."

"As long as you remember to attend Jaina's wedding and bring some suitable gifts, I won't ask you to pay it back."

Looking at the three dumbfounded lords and ladies, Catherine, who appeared cold and disdainful on the surface, was very happy in her heart.

If Dai Lin hadn't come back with four large boxes yesterday, two of which were full of gold coins, I wouldn't have had enough confidence.

Isn't it just a half-meter-high gold bag filled with gold coins? You are such an unsophisticated fellow, you are making such a fuss.

My dear daughter must have found some treasure and made a fortune.

All this money must have been gained by conquering the resurrected dead and ransacking the enemy's treasure houses.

Why aren't we in Kul Tiras afraid of pirates? We are armed with weapons and can rob all their treasures. How can they not be afraid?

Jaina just happened to inherit my good qualities and is worthy of being my good daughter.

Hmm... When will I be able to hold my grandchild in my arms? I'm really looking forward to it.

"Catherine, are you Proudmoore people so wealthy?"

The three lords and ladies, whose pupils seemed to have turned into gold coins, grabbed Catherine and offered to massage her.

They all wanted to ask Catherine, which sea urchin did you Proudmoore rob, and why didn't you involve us?

The four great families of Kul Tiras are all of the same blood and are inseparable.

"Who told you not to care about my Jaina? He destroyed the treasure house of a king with his own hands."

"Listen to me, it's actually on King's Road in Outlant..."

When Meredith, Priscilla and Dessuhil were listening carefully to Catherine telling the story of Gianna's treasure hunt, a series of knocks on the door rang out, interrupting those who were preparing to tell and listen to the story seriously.

"Who is it? What's going on?"

"Madam Catherine, Admiral Dai Lin wants to discuss something with you."

"Let him wait, I..."

"Something terrible has happened! Lady Catherine! And the other three ladies! They are back!"

Hearing Catherine's tone of refusal, Cyrus, who was delivering Dalin's message outside the door, shouted even louder.

This is very important news, you must listen to it!

I've run all the way here and I'm almost exhausted. You can't refuse me.

"Tanred, Mogna, Rocklo, and the people who disappeared nearly two years ago have all returned, and most of them are safe and sound."

"Are you serious? They're still alive."

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"The tide is rising, my son is back."

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