The door to the lounge was opened.

For there is no command, and no servant will dare to come in. So Anduin thought it was his father who had returned. The little prince's anger has not yet subsided. With a puffed and calm face, he stared earnestly at the floor next to his toes, pretending that the other party was a cloud of air.

"Anduin?"

It wasn't until someone came to speak that Anduin realized that he had made the wrong person.

Archbishop Benedictas smiled at him and opened his arms: "Good boy. What happened to you? Look at you, it seems that you don't want to see me? ”

"No...... No! Lord Benedictas. Anduin explained at a loss. He shook his little head blankly, and then as if he realized something, he quickly put his hand on the face that he had just been beaten by his father.

Benedictas's gaze fell on the place where his hand was covering, but he pretended not to see Anduin's small gesture of wanting to cover up at all, and said lovingly, "Didn't I say that? When there are only two people, you can call me grandpa. ”

Seeing that Anduin did not answer, he did not force this call, but walked in front of Anduin and stretched out his hand to see the place where Anduin was covering. "Let me see what's going on?"

Looking at the five faint red marks on Anduin's fair and tender skin, Benedictas sighed softly.

"You ought not have quarreled with your father, my little prince. Your father, our Majesty, has not been in a better mood since his return, and his temper is much shorter than we remember. You really shouldn't disobey him—at least now, at this time......"

Anduin's eyes were red. The little prince felt aggrieved.

"But. It's not my fault......"

Benedictas touched his head. The prince's soft blonde hair ran across his fingertips like satin. "It's certainly not your fault. My good boy. I'm not saying it's your fault. It's just that your father may need you to be more considerate of him now. Anduin, you've grown up. You know what I mean. Is that right? ”

Anduin, who had been comforted by Benedictas, had a feeling of being understood. The archbishop's adult recognition of him made him feel much better. Anduin wiped the corners of his astringent eyes.

"I see what you mean...... Do you have something to do with your father? He's ...... now. Absence. ”

"Hmm." Benedictas looked around the unobstructed lounge. "There is still half an hour before the assembly begins, though I know that Your Majesty is never in the habit of being late. But...... As the host, I should still come over and give a reminder. After all, His Majesty's presence here today is of extraordinary significance to us. ”

Anduin bowed his head in embarrassment. "Father, he...... Said to go out for a walk. ”

"Let's go?" Benedictas repeated Anduin's words in surprise, his brow furrowed, immediately accentuating the original fine lines. "In that case, it's a bit of a problem. It will take some time to get from here to the meeting place. If it's delayed any longer...... No, I can't. Your Majesty must be found immediately. ”

Anduin looked worriedly at the anxious archbishop and asked in a low voice, "The ......"

"Anduin, can you do me a favor?" The archbishop didn't seem to hear Anduin's ramblings: "Time is ticking. Can you help me find Your Majesty? I'm going to have to go ahead and change some of the process right now, so that I can delay a while. ”

"Why do you want me to go......" Although the archbishop was right, Anduin was still a little reluctant. The damage to the young prince's pride from the father's slap has not yet been healed. Now he wants to let him go to his father, as if he wants to take the initiative to bow his head and admit his mistakes. Anduin was reluctant.

Benedictas looked at Anduin with a smile. The gaze is soft and serene. "Because frankly. I am very worried that His Majesty will be presumptuous and choose to be absent from this meeting. That would be a great pity for me and for the Light. I'm afraid I won't be able to convince anyone else to change His Majesty's will...... And, perhaps, His Majesty does not want to know what he thinks—our King is a wonderful king. In short, for the Light...... Please, is that okay? Anduin. ”

The little prince only felt that his childish thoughts were all wiped out by this gaze, and he couldn't help but bow his head.

"Okay...... For the Light. He said dejectedly, but his mouth couldn't help but pout, expressing his displeasure.

Hear Anduin's answer. Benedictas then Shi Shiran said: "I heard from the servants that it seems that His Majesty has gone in the direction of the cemetery. Maybe he's missing your mother? ”

"Mom ......" mentions the mother. Anduin's face was much less resistant. "Although I was very young at that time, I knew that she loved me very much......" As if he was afraid that the archbishop would not believe me, he hurriedly added: "I just know ......"

"Of course, she loves you more than anyone else." The archbishop said kindly. "She's also the love of my life, my pride."

Anduin's voice lowered.

"If only Mom were still around...... Father...... Maybe Dad wouldn't be like this. ”

Benedictas gently reassured. "Maybe in front of your mother, maybe you and Your Majesty can still open their hearts and communicate well."

"I'll try." The little prince took a breath, but he couldn't help but be frustrated, "But I don't think it's going to be of much use." I still prefer to talk to Uncle Boval than to my father. Father: He was really ......, "more like a monarch than a father." Anduin endured it and swallowed the rest of the words.

But Benedictas seemed to know exactly what he was thinking. "Anduin, understand that your father carries the heaviest burden on his shoulders - Stormwind, the kingdom of Azeroth...... and even the fate of human society. Such a burden would have been too heavy for even the most excellent king. Try to understand Him and love Him, just as the Light understands and loves us. When he hands over this burden to you one day, maybe you will understand his mood at the moment. ”

Anduin puffed out his cheeks, and his face with a little baby fat looked very cute. Uncle Boval said. You say the same now...... Well, well......"

The little prince no longer seemed to want to continue the discussion on this topic. He got up and walked to the door, reaching out to open it. "I'll go find my father first."

Benedictas looked at him and smiled kindly.

"Thank you, good boy."

The door closed softly, cutting off the archbishop's whispered words of blessing. "May ...... The light shines on you where you ought to go. ”

The shadows of the room distorted the smile on the corner of the archbishop's mouth, and the same smile appeared to be different and cold. (To be continued.) )