Chapter 14 Section Eleven

Xaka motioned for the warrior to join his companions.The dog king turned to Harveys and pointed to the four warriors who came in one after another: "God fulfills his first promise to you, Lord of the night elves! Go and give orders to them! As long as you want them to be you It's over!" Harveys knows exactly what to do with them. "Since they have become my gift, serve the queen well! I will make them the glorious guardians of Azshara!" The dog king nodded in agreement.Both of them knew the value of pleasing the night elf queen, just as they knew the counselor's secret desires. "You'd better bring this gift to the queen yourself, the lord of the night elves! After you leave, I will continue to work, and I look forward to it!" The idea of ​​personally giving the gift to the queen deeply attracted Harveys, The counselor bowed to Haka, snapped his fingers, and left with four giant warriors.This time he knew where to find Azshara.

After he left, the dog king's expressionless eyes lit up brightly, looking intently at the night elf. Although the Queen's counselors slept little or no sleep at all, as the Queen, Azshara had her own right to rest as much as she wanted.In short she has to be perfect in every way, especially when it comes to her beauty.Therefore, night elves usually sleep during the day to avoid being damaged by harsh and hot sunlight. So Azshara was not very angry with the attendants who came in lightly.The attendants quickly knelt down in the queen's room, and the young queen got off the bed, looming behind the thin curtain.

A feeble hand glowed faintly, beckoning the squire to speak. "Master, please forgive me, but the Counselor wants to tell you something. He said he brought something that you are interested in." Azshara couldn't imagine anything that would interest her so much that she would leave her bed, not even the Counselor himself.With her silver hair draped over the pillow, she pursed her lips, considering whether to let Harveys in. "Keep him waiting five minutes," she said angrily, but rose gracefully.The Queen knew Harveys's tastes well, and knew how to make good use of them.The counselor may think he has mastered his master, but as a woman, she can master any man. "Let him in." She ordered the attendant before he could ask her.She squinted her eyes and stretched her body gracefully. She had already begun to plan how to meet the counselor.

The young attendant came out in a panic, and Harvey had been waiting outside for several minutes at that time.She lowered her head so that she could hide all expressions.She led the counselor through the heavy doors of finely carved oak to the Empress' chambers. He rarely had the opportunity to see her in her most private sanctuary.Harveys knew what she expected.Azshara seemed perfect and alluring, but she didn't seem to care about her at all.It was a trick she played so well, but he was prepared, he felt he could handle her. Fully prepared, the night elf queen lay down, one arm behind her head, and two attendants dressed in silk knelt beside her.An emerald decanter stood on a silver table within reach of the Empress, half-filled in a sign of generosity.

"My dear counselor," she said angrily, "if you want to see me at this time, you must have something very important to tell me." The slim and shimmering silhouette made her look delicate. "Therefore, I will also adjust to the best state to see you." His heart tightened, and he stepped forward and knelt down on one knee.Harveys stared at the white marble floor and replied: "Original light, dear heart of the people, thank you for this opportunity. I dare to disturb you, but I have brought you a very interesting gift, This gift is truly worthy of you, Queen of the Night Elves, Queen of the World. Shall I summon them up?" He glanced at her and saw that this had caught her attention.The eyes reveal growing curiosity and desire through the veil.Azshara sat on the bed, her torso tense.

"You have whetted my appetite, my dear Harveys. I grant you permission to present." The counselor stood up, turned around and snapped his fingers towards the door. There was a short panting outside, and two servants rushed in to protect their queen.Azshara sat up straight, frowning, and the sheets almost slipped off. Four fearsome warriors entered the queen's sanctuary side by side, so high that they had to walk low, lest their horns scratch the roof.They came in and lined up, with their shields placed in front of their armored bodies, and their maces raised high in salute.

Azshara was completely in a daze, leaning forward: "What are they?" "They are yours, my empress! It is their duty and their only reason to exist to protect your life! Look, my lord, here are your new guards!" He saw himself succeeding in pleasing her.Maybe more and more celestial warriors will be sent by the gods in the future, but these four are the first batch, and they are all sent for the queen.That's the key. "Wonderful," she murmured, extending her arm to a squire.A young woman quickly grabbed her surplice.The other attendants formed a human wall, blocking the sight of Harveys and the four demon guards, preventing them from seeing the queen's head. "Very suitable, I am happy to accept your gift."

"Seeing you happy makes me very happy, too." The attendants backed away.Empress Azshara sat up from the bed in her translucent cassock.She ambled down and looked at each of the tall warriors, the vestments dragging in a wide circle on the marble floor.As for these warriors, they stood there motionless, like sculptures. "Is there more?" "In the future, there will eventually be." She frowned: "There are only a few of these for such a long time? If we only get these at a time, how will God feel?" "We've done what we can to pull this out of the well. My queen, there's been a lot of backlash, it's unexpected."

Like a child new to a new toy, Azshara hissed as her fingers lightly touched the bronze armor of a guard.The queen then withdrew her fingers, a strange and happy expression appeared on her perfect face. "Then, why can't the Well of Eternity be prevented from being disturbed by the outside world? This will make things much easier for you in the future." Harveys opened his mouth to explain that the differences of the Highborne made this impossible, but he found that there was no good answer to say.In theory, Azshara's suggestion worked great. "You are indeed a queen," he concluded.Her golden eyes met his. "Of course I am, my dear Counselor. There was, and there will be...one Azshara."

He nodded silently. She strode back to the bed and sat gracefully on the edge of the bed. "Anything else?" "Not for now, my queen." "Then I think you probably have a lot of work to do." Harveys bowed to his master and exited the room.He wasn't displeased with her master-like tone and attitude, and he wasn't even a little annoyed by her subdued attitude. Protect the Well of Eternity from outside interference. Yes it is possible to do so.If it wasn't for the Highborne to do it, then let Hakkar give it a good guide.The dog king should know how to do it is the best.Since the utilization of the Well of Eternity was confined to the palace, the power the Highborne received from the Well was much easier to manipulate and convert.

Even a small act of cruelty to sever the Well of Eternity would weaken the strength of the remaining people. "He must be one of us, I don't know why, I feel like I know this as well as I know myself." Krasus now believed that it might have been the most ironic thing ever said, but it was Kleostrasz, Alexstrasza's newest consort, after all. Said by Krasus' younger self, too. Cleostrasz did not recognize himself, at least not consciously.And the fact that Alexstrasza didn't tell him the newcomer's true identity created a lot of problems. There is a problem that may involve the status of other male dragons.However, there were indeed many gaps in Krasus's memory, and he suspected that he had forgotten that he had also endured such ailments in his body before.Cleostrasz looked much older, far frailer than his age.Kryostrasz looked even older than Tyran the Elder from centuries ago. "Is there anything else you want to say about him?" Alexstrasza looked at her partner. The dragon squinted at Krasus. "Actually...he looks older, very old." Cleostrasz tilted his head. "There is something in his eyes." "have what?" The male dragon flinched back: "Forgive me, my head has gone wrong. It is meaningless for me to be here with you! I should go back." But she wouldn't let him go: "Look at him, my mate. This is the last thing I'll ask you, and the little you know, would you believe it?" "Yes, I believe, Alexstrasza." Suddenly a strange thing happened to Krasus.As the dragon continued to talk about him, he began to feel stronger and stronger than when he first came here.Although not as strong as he should be, at least he has returned to his normal state. But he's not alone.He also noticed that, despite the words to the contrary, that younger self was beginning to be more attuned.Some color had returned to Kryostrasz's scales, and movement was easier than before.No longer gasping for breath. Alexstrasza responded to her spouse's reaction with a nod, and said, "So I'd like to hear your answer, so I can learn more about how you feel." "Did you expect more from me? My body feels better and being with you and being your sidekick is so inspiring." Krasus's all-too-familiar smile graced the queen's reptilian face. "You will always be a poet, my dear Cleostrasz! Yes, I expect more from you. I know it will be difficult, but when I bring this man before other dragons , I want you to be there." She did shock and confuse the double-souled Krasus.The young body spoke first, in response to the surprise of the old body: "You want to summon five great dragons? For this man? But why?" "Because he's already told a story they want to hear, and now I'm telling you the story, and then you can make another choice about whether to believe him or not." That younger self will eventually know the truth.For yet another reaction of his own shock, Krasus was ready. The story he had told that shocked Rhonin—a story that not only revealed part of the truth but was revealing his identity—now the Empress would say almost exactly the same.She said the crash and everything else Krasus had told the Guardian, but Alexstrasza said nothing about who the magician really was.To her consort, she said that Krasus was just another red dragon, one whose mind had been torn apart by a powerful force. Krasus made no attempt to reveal himself, this was Alexstrasza - his life, his love.To her, he might just be an aide, but she used her wit anyway.If she thinks his younger self should know nothing...then who does he disagree with? "The legend is astonishing," whispered Cleostrasz, his voice and appearance much better than before. "I think it's hard for me to believe anything that comes out of my mouth other than yours, my queen." "So you don't trust him that much?" The eyes of my younger self meet the gaze of my older self.Even if Cleostrasz did not recognize himself, he must recognize the spirit of their kindred. "No... no, my trust has never waned. If you think he should be brought before the crowd, I agree." "So will you fly with me?" "But I'm not one of the five dragons, I'm just me." The Queen of Life smiled softly, and a musical tone came from her: "You are already as valuable as any of us." Cleostrasz was obviously flattered: "If I am really as strong as I feel now, I am more than happy to fly beside you and stand in front of other dragons." "Thank you, I'm done asking." She leaned forward and gently stroked his head with her nose. Krasus felt a strange jealousy.Here he is, seeing himself intimate with his spouse, but this "he" is not yet him.In this particular moment, he wished he could switch places with Kleus Strasz, and then he could switch back to being himself. He cast one last glance at Alexstrasza before leaving her room.When Cleostrasz walked out of the corridor, the magician suddenly felt his head lighten, so weak that he was on the verge of falling. As he was about to fall, something broad and scaly wrapped him softly—and Alexstrasza himself saved him with his tail. "Two parts becoming one, at least temporarily." "I don't—" His head was spinning. "Aren't you better with him?" "Yes, it is." "At this moment, if I were Nozdormu, I would know more about it. I think... I think that in this realm, no living thing can coexist with him. I believe that you and him, as one, expel life When you are far away from each other, you are just an ordinary life, but when you are very close, as before, running out of life is not a terrible thing. You support each other." Crassus sat down safely, recovering a bit, and began to reconsider her words. "So that's why you asked him to come with you." "Your story has to be told, and if he can get close to you, your story is better told. And as for your unspoken question—why didn't I tell him the truth—because it has to be done rescue work." Her tone later turned stern, confirming Krasus' suspicions. "You think maybe one of us will be removed from this time phase, even if that means death." The dragon nodded reluctantly: "I fear so, my love." "I accept the choice, I've known it from the beginning." "Then there is one more thing to discuss before I go to meet the other dragons, and that is how I will treat those who come with you." Although Krasus asked Rhonin to forgive him in his heart, he did not hesitate to answer her: "If this matter must be done, then his fate will be the same as mine. He also has things he cares about, and he will do it for her." They give their lives." The Queen of Life nodded: "Just like when things happen to you, I believe your suggestion; when things happen to him, I still believe you. If other dragons decide to do so, then he will also be removed. "The Queen's expression began to soften. "I know I will always be heartbroken by this." "Don't blame yourself too much, my queen, my heart." "I must contact the dragons. You'd better wait for me here. You won't be too tired and weak here." "I am honored, my queen." "Honour? You are my husband, this is what I should do." She led him by her tail to a lair near a brook.Crassus settled himself in a natural depression that served as a huge seat for him. When the queen came to this side of the aisle, she stopped and said with a little self-reproach, "I hope you feel more comfortable among these dragon eggs." "I'll be careful not to touch anything." Krasus understood the value of any dragon egg. "I know you'll be careful, my love, and they're yours too." She left him silent.When the huge red figure disappeared, Krasus took a good look at the dragon eggs.As her consort, he laid these eggs with her.Many of his children have grown up and joined the Dragon Clan with glory. He pounded the stone with his fist, not caring for the pain the foolish action caused him.He told Alexstrasza everything he knew, but he also withheld a few important things.The most urgent thing is the arrival of the Burning Legion.Krasus feared that the Empress, clever as she was, would try to play with history, which might lead to greater disasters. But, what's worse, Krasus has been unable to tell her about the future of their dragon family - only a few can survive, and most of these cubs have been destroyed before they grow up. The Queen herself would be reduced to slavery, and her children the victims of the race wars.