The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

I am Sindragosa, the former blue dragon queen, and my favorite person is Malygos.

My proto-dragon brothers and sisters and I have defeated Galakrond in the past.

With such merit, he was blessed by the Titan Nogannon and became a blue dragon.

Maintain Azeroth's leyline, ensure that the use of the arcane can protect the world's safety, and "properly" supervise the use of magic by the creatures of Azeroth.

During the War of the Ancients, Earth-Warder Neltharion betrayed us.

Our blue dragonflight was almost wiped out by Neltharion using the Dragon Soul.

I was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and no one helped me.

At the last moment of my life, my heart was filled with endless anger and hatred.

Despair made me lose my mind and made me hate the whole world, and death made me curse with resentment.

After death, Malygos still did not bury my body in the resting place of our dragon clan - Dragonblight.

My resentment still lingered, and my soul did not go to the Shadow Realm, the final resting place for the dead.

All I left in this world was a heart full of resentment and an illusion in the blue forest.

Not long ago, Arthas Menethil, the Lich King of the Frozen Throne, awakened from his long sleep.

He came to my grave in Icecrown and awakened me with the power of death.

When I was reborn, the cold air I exhaled was full of pain, anger and resentment, which changed my temperament drastically.

At that time, I was enslaved by the Lich King and lost my freedom.

I watched helplessly as my descendants and dead compatriots were transformed by the Scourge into undead dragons like me.

I mercilessly deprived living beings of their lives. My mission after resurrection is to guard the Frostwing Halls and kill any living intruders.

Not long ago, I sensed that Malygos was defeated. He would rather be destroyed by mortals than come to see me.

Thankfully, I was able to find relief soon enough.

In the sky above the Frostwing Hall, I fought with all my strength, but was defeated by six fellow dragons.

But compared with the dragons I knew, those two baby dragons were too big and too strong.

Shouldn't we, the dragon clan, become stronger as we get older?

I have lived for such a long time and have never seen such a special example!

I was completely puzzled and was pulled into a magic circle by them.

I felt the power of the Light, of life, of the arcane, and of time enter me.

That pure energy made me think that it was my other dragon compatriots, my brothers and sisters who came to free me.

It was unimaginable that I seemed to be resurrected and my body was full of vitality.

I also tried transforming into a mortal.

The experiment was successful and I became what I am today.

The downside is that my previous black skin and white hair has turned into white skin and blonde hair now.

Holy Light surges in my body. I might be the first white dragon of Azeroth.

Our dragon legions are all named after their own colors, and I may be the only white dragon.

This kind of miracle is probably hard to happen, I am so lucky.

Why not call it Holy Light Dragon? Because that black dragon kid over there who doesn't know what he's thinking can use Holy Light...

I am helpless too! ╮（╯＿╰）╭

Now the blue dragon baby in my arms actually calls me mom.

I especially suspect that she is a blue dragon baby that just hatched from its shell in recent years. She has suffered so much.

The day I broke out of the eggshell, I lived alone in this world without the company of my parents.

No wonder that baby black dragon was able to steal my daughter’s heart.

However, there is only one thing that I am dissatisfied with my daughter. It makes me very unhappy that you found a black dragon as your partner.

I'm just unhappy for the moment, dear. Mommy loves you very much too.

You are so beautiful and cute!

(*/?＼*)

Let mommy pinch your round face, don’t hide.

By the way, the blood connection between us cannot be faked. I can clearly feel that you are my biological daughter.

I think it is the blood inheritance in your body that tells you that I am your mother.

Also, although the son-in-law you chose has pure black dragon blood, you have actually forgotten the hatred between us.

Look at your shy look, my long-lost child! I can't bear to hit you, because it's hard to control a child when he grows up.

I don't blame you for looking for Black Dragon, I just want to vent a little.

As your mother, I will have to accept this Black Dragon son-in-law with reluctance.

He was standing there, and from the look on his face he seemed to be worried about you, which was not bad.

Perhaps he is the only one worthy of you in Azeroth.

After all, dealing with legendary baby dragons like you two gives me a lot of headaches.

"Kid, you're suffering."

"You saved Mommy. Don't worry anymore. Your mother, Sindragosa, is back."

Jaina looked up at the new mothers and shed tears of pain.

I didn't, please don't do this, I'm scared.

"Why are you crying? Baby, are you crying just because you saw mommy?"

"Don't cry, my dear Gianna, mommy is always with you!"

"You've already been hugged and kissed by your mommy, but you're still crying. You've grown so big."

Reaching out to wipe away the tears from Jaina's face, Sindragosa didn't know it was because of the connection between them.

She has been influenced by her beloved daughter. Normally, she would not only not be able to say such words, but also not have such thoughts.

Instead, Jaina cried even harder, her crying was so earth-shattering.

Her red eyes and pitiful appearance only made her new mother of dragons feel more distressed.

"You silly child, are you so excited to see your mother?"

"Son-in-law over there, come and help."

"You've cried so much that your makeup is ruined. Come and let mommy kiss you..."

Arthas, the blue dragon's son-in-law, grabbed Sindragosa.

Jaina frantically clicked on him in the private chat channel, calling him to help pull Sindragosa away.

At this moment, Arthas could no longer bear it. It was too close and he could not hold on any longer.

"Mom, leave Jaina to me."

"Yes, I'll leave it to you, my good son-in-law!"

Sindragosa felt very pleased that her son-in-law called her mother so quickly. He thought her son-in-law was very sensible.

Arthas took Jaina from Sindragosa.

After escaping from the clutches of the devil, Jaina finally lay in the arms of Arthas and stopped crying after a while.

"Arthas, what happened to Jaina?"

An uninvited guest came to Arthas.

"What! Are you Arthas Menethil?"

As Sindragosa screamed, Arthas felt a chill down his spine, knowing that danger was right beside him.

"Yes, he is indeed Arthas Menethil."

Damn, Varian, is this how you betray your brother? You don't deserve to be my big brother.

From now on, our brotherhood is over.

From now on, I will walk my own Yangguan Road, and you will walk your own single-plank bridge.

"'Lady Sindragosa, I think you are mistaken."

"This Arthas is not the Lich King who enslaved you. He is my brother and the current King of Lordaeron."

After hearing what Varian said, Sindragosa's thought of killing Arthas disappeared without a trace.

Arthas, who was out of danger, changed his expression at the speed of light and said, Varian, you are worthy of being my most respected good brother.

I just wronged you, brother. I'm sorry for my disrespect. Please forgive me.

"That's what I said. How can a black dragon baby be the Lich King?"

Jaina, the look you gave me just now was not fake.

"It is like this, ma'am, please listen to me carefully..."

Sindragosa, who "understood" what was going on, looked at Jaina more lovingly and gently took her away from Arthas' arms.

"My child, it turns out that you are from another world. You came here by mistake and you are suffering."

"I'm so sorry for being such a bad mother, kid."

The wrong information made Sindragosa mistakenly believe that Jaina was his own child from another world.

I also imagined that in that world, my name was not only Sindragosa, but also Catherine Proudmoore.

In response to Jaina's distress signal, Arthas could only give her a look that said "take care of yourself".

By the way, I also made up what I thought was the Dragon version of Azeroth for curious people like Varian.

Truth will come to light sooner or later. One lie requires countless lies to cover it up.

Later, Varian and others in this world realized that Arthas had deceived them.

They just laughed it off. After spending a few days together, Arthas gave them many interesting memories.

They all missed that time at that time, and it was a blessing to see old acquaintances again in a different way.

Arthas is now too busy to fill in many stories and has no time to save Jaina.

Jaina, please understand me, please, please.

Jaina, who was carried away by Sindragosa, stared at Arthas with a pair of shameful and angry eyes.

You coward, just wait for me until I get rid of the clutches of this Dragon Queen, and I’ll make you pay!

From the moment Sindragosa became Jaina's mother, only the Lich King was left sitting quietly on the Frozen Throne in Icecrown Citadel.

The raiding army soon arrived at the center of the upper level of Icecrown Citadel, and this time the portal to the decisive battle site was opened.

At the same time, the coalition forces that destroyed the Scourge Air Force joined them.

"Varian, Arthas, I'm so glad you're all right."

While the others were chatting, a middle-aged white-haired Kul Tiran woman in the crowd walked up to Jaina.

"My dear daughter, who is she!"

"Nice to meet you, my other self."