In addition to the frightening knocking at the door in the middle of the night, Taresa felt more and more strange that the other people in the castle looked at her family, and she even worried that they would ...... when Uncle Ruhl and his militia left the place

Taresa began to regret the decision she had made—she felt that maybe she shouldn't have buried Thrall's body. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But regret was useless, and Taresa knew that the best option for her family was to leave this place, to leave the castle, but - where to go?

Blackmore's master, though stingy and mean, would hardly pay his servants, but the Taressa family was at least well fed and had a place to live.

If you leave here...... Taressa didn't know how her family was going to survive, and the more times like this came, the more she could not suppress the little hope in her heart - if His Royal Highness Prince Arthas remembered the agreement with his mother, if ......

At this moment, however, all expectations became a reality, and His Royal Highness Prince Alsace, who had not been seen for more than a month, miraculously appeared at Dunhold Castle, and then, in front of him, he personally said his intention - he had come to take himself away, to take himself away from the Castle of Dunhold, which had bred him, but now had no place for his family.

"Your Royal Highness, Prince Arthas, are you telling the truth?" said Taresa, whose shoulders trembled, and tears flowed uncontrollably from her sockets, blurring her beautiful pale blue eyes, and the little maid kept wiping the tears from her face with her hands, but could not wipe them clean, but instead turned her pretty face into a dirty little cat.

"Fake. A cold voice suddenly interjected, interrupting Taresha's movements—it was happening so fast that the poor little maid forgot to wipe her tears, and could only stare blankly at what was happening in front of her.

"Fake, the master lied to you, there was no such thing as taking you away at all, and we didn't come at all, everything is the delusion of you, a bad woman. Taresa heard the beautiful brunette lady who suddenly appeared behind His Royal Highness the Prince of Arthas.

Frost's sorrow felt that she was about to be exploded by her master's anger - the master was too much, what good was this woman who looked like Gianna? why did she have to take her back to be a maid for her master?

Frost's sorrow huffed down and took one of Arthas's hands, turned his head and dragged his master into the hall, thinking in his heart - if the master must need a maid, let Frost be the one!

Although Xiaoshuang can't cook, wash clothes, or do housework, Xiaoshuang looks prettier than this woman named "Taresha"!

The most important thing is that Xiaoshuang doesn't need to eat or drink, let alone start a job, she must be much better than this guy!--so the master only needs Xiaoshuang one, and the maid doesn't need anything at all, this woman called Taresha, let her die!

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, Frost!" Arthas resisted, grabbing Frost's grief as he dragged him forward in a huff.

This action startled Arthas himself--Is it a delusion?How do you feel that with the growth of your height recently, your strength has also increased a lot? If it were your previous self, you would definitely not be able to resist the power of Frost Sorrow-although the little magic sword will be very careful when dealing with himself, and will not use too much force.

"Master!" Frost Grief didn't want to hurt Arthas, so he had to give up the plan to forcibly pull his master away; Little Magic Sword changed his method and began to pretend to be pitiful, "Master don't care about this woman, will Frost be your maid in the future?"

Arthas was amused by Frost's sorrow, and he forced a smile and said, "Frost, don't mess around, Taresa is already pitiful." And even if I return to Lordaeron, Taresa is not my maid, I want to send her to Sister Kalia. So Xiaoshuang, don't make a fuss!"

Go to the master's sister...... Frost Sorrow breathed a sigh of relief - though she still didn't like that this Gianna-like woman would stay in the same palace as her master, Little Magic Sword was much more relieved now.

Seeing that Frost's Grief was no longer awkward, Arthas hurriedly returned to Taresha, who was still in a daze, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Taresha. It was Xiaoshuang who was messing around just now, you don't care about her. What I said before is true, I have come this time to take you away and let you work as a maid in the palace of Lordaeron. ”

"Really, Your Highness Prince Arthas?" asked Taresa pitifully—the little maid had been overfrightened after the interruption of Frost's sorrow.

"Really!" Arthas nodded sharply, sighing inwardly - seeing Taresa like this knew that the maid had not had a good time in the days he had been away, especially after she had buried Thrall.

As soon as he saw Taresha's tears in her eyes, Arthas remembered the Taresa who had been in the same room with him and enjoyed delicious pastries in the original time stream.

At that time, Taresa was far more mature than she is now, and the years and tortures destroyed the innocence and innocence in her, but the moment she left the room......

The Taressa said that he was a "good man", but he let her down, and the "good" prince ended up being the culprit for the destruction of the kingdom of Lordaeron, and now that everything had started all over again, Arthas suddenly had an idea - at least he should be worthy of the Taresa in this time stream, and it should be regarded as a kind of amendance to that Taresha!

"So...... His Royal Highness Prince Arthas......" Taresa whispered, wiping the tears of excitement from the corners of her eyes, "may I ...... Oh no, may you take my father and mother with you?"

"Uh-huh?" Taressa's voice was so low that Arthas didn't hear it for a moment, and he asked suspiciously.

However, Arthas's simple action frightened Taresa - after a series of violent emotional fluctuations just now, the poor little maid had become a frightened bird, and she quickly took a step back, shaking her hands again and again: "No, no...... I know that such a request is too much, His Royal Highness Prince Alsace, but ...... So...... May I ask you how much I'll get paid each week?"

"Salary?" Arthas muttered to himself—he really didn't know how much the princess's valet should be paid in the palace...... ...... per week A gold coin? or a silver coin?