If Alfonso, Chancellor of the Exchequer, had been here, he would have been able to tell Alsace what the salary of a court servant was, as for Arthas himself...... Although he was not a "fireworks" in the original time stream, Taresa asked such a trivial matter, which really made Arthas feel very embarrassed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Taresa, what are you talking about, kid!" Ruhr, who was already stunned by the audience, shouted at his "niece" - what a glorious thing it is for His Royal Highness Prince Arthas to promise to take Taresa back to the palace......! Will you still struggle with the salary?

Taresa was frightened by Ruhl's appearance and retreated, she was still very afraid of this "fat uncle" who was a soldier, but after the little maid took a few steps back, she still raised her head, took a deep breath, seemed to strengthen her determination, and then said with a resolute expression: "What if...... If the salary is not ...... Without a silver coin a week, I'm ...... I cannot promise you, His Royal Highness Prince of Arthas. ”

What?—Both Ruhl and Arthas were stunned—at this moment, the militia captain and His Royal Highness the Prince had the same thoughts—how could Taressa say such a thing?

Taresa was afraid that she would offend Arthas by what she said, but she mustered up the courage to explain: "Your Royal Highness, Prince of Arthas, please don't get me wrong, I thank you, really, I am glad that you remembered your agreement with my mother and took the time to pick me up here...... But ......"

At this, Taresa hesitated, and Arthas asked curiously, "But what?"

"But, Your Royal Highness Prince Arthas, because I buried Thrall's body, our family is now in the castle...... Anyway, I wanted my parents to leave the castle and live somewhere else. Taresa saw that Arthas was not angry, and said boldly.

"My mom and dad are now the only one child I have...... They have been working in the castle all the time, and although we have no money, we can at least ensure food and clothing. If we leave the castle, we have to build a new house and buy our own land, which will cost money...... And Mom and Dad are not young, and these things are all caused by me, so I want to ...... I want to earn some money to support my family. Taressa's words grew more and more fluent, and Arthas did not interrupt her, but listened attentively.

"I know I'm stupid, I can't do anything but be a maid...... But I can sew clothes for other people's houses, help out in the kitchens of taverns and inns, or work as a maid in other masters' houses...... I don't have to make much money every month, because I don't have much to spend myself, I only need a small ...... A small silver coin would be fine, and at least it would make Mom and Dad a little easier. Taresa muttered, and then bowed her head, not daring to look at Arthas's expression - would His Royal Highness be angry at his own rejection?

"Taressa......" The little maid heard the voice of His Royal Highness the Prince, as calm as ever, "why do you think ...... Would you not make as much money as a maid in the palace as you would be outside?"

This was indeed puzzling to Arthas - it was common sense that the helpers in the towns would make more money than in the country!

"Cause...... Because ......," said the little maid, still not daring to raise her head, lowered her head, "because the Blackmore masters seldom pay us, and the servants in the castle only get a few silver coins in half a year...... Because His Majesty is much more noble than Lord Blackmore, I think the palace may give less......"

How stupid must this girl be—that's the only thing Arthas had thought after hearing Taresha's words—Blackmore didn't pay his servants, apparently because he was stingy! Could the great Minethil family be as stingy as this traitor?

But Arthas understood Taresa very well - in this case, if the girl did not earn enough money in the palace, she would not have returned to the palace with her, was it because she could not let go of her family...... Arthas seemed to understand why Taresa wanted to bring her mom and dad with her.

"I don't know exactly how much a maid in the palace will make. Taressa felt a little sad to hear the Prince of Arthas say this, but soon she heard something that brightened her heart, "But ...... If your family agrees, I can take them back to the royal palace in Lordaeron, which is so large that it would be fine to arrange an errand for them. ”

"Really...... Really?" Taresa asked aloud, looking up in surprise.

"Really. Arthas replied with a smile - in the innocent Taressa, he seemed to see the shadow of Frost's sorrow - although he loved to cry, he lost his temper and was awkward, but Frost's sorrow was like a child who had not grown up.

"Your Royal Highness Prince Arthas, you are such a good person!" Taresa rushed forward and grabbed Arthas's hands, because His Royal Highness the Prince was still a little short, Taresa had to bend down slightly, which made the two heavy "fruits" on her chest hang heavily in front of Arthas under the bulging maid's clothes, and the little prince's gaze couldn't help but straighten a little.

"Hey, what are you doing! Let go of your master, you bad woman!" Frost Sorrow, although she had been on the side and seemed absent-minded, had been closely watching the movement here, and seeing Taresha's somewhat "excessive" movements, Frost Sorrow was of course the first to refuse, rushing up and pulling Taresa and Arthas apart.

"Oh...... Yes, I'm sorry, His Royal Highness Prince Alsace, I'm so happy......" Taresa realized that her actions seemed to have collided with the "majesty" of His Royal Highness the Prince, and quickly lowered her head and apologized.

"It's okay, it's okay......" Arthas also quickly retracted his gaze, feeling a little embarrassed - he was still feeling Taresha's innocence one moment ago, and the next second he stared at someone's chest/part and looked at it, and he was really damaged by Xiaoshuang!

One of Arthas and Taresa was too frightened to speak because of his faux pas, and the other was so embarrassed that he didn't want to speak because of the "rudeness" of his eyes; Frost Grief stood between the two of them with her hands wide open like a hen guarding her cubs, staring at Taresa angrily, eager to dismantle this bad woman who dared to "shoot" at her master.