Chapter 135: The Winter Veil Ball

The Winter Veil Festival is the last festival of the year.

Legend has it that on this day, Grandpa Winter would appear in all corners of Azeroth and give gifts to those who welcomed him.

Like the rest of Azeroth, Silvermoon has a tradition of celebrating the Winter Veil Festival, with grand celebrations in large inns and squares, silver and gold bells hanging from tree branches lining the streets, and shop windows dotted with colored balls, lanterns, and red velvet hats that symbolize Grandpa Winter. Children chase and play in the streets, their pockets filled with colorful candy. The young man rushed to the ball in his most beautiful holiday dress, hoping that he would be favored by the girl he had admired for a long time.

As night fell, the Tower of Sunu emitted a dreamy snow-blue glow, and the entire court of the Sunseeker was decorated by workers into a crystal palace with a "Winter Veil Festival theme". Continuing the tradition of the reign of the Sunstrider family, the Silvermoon Council will host a grand ball on this day, with invitees to either celebrities from Silvermoon City or dignitaries from other countries, so it is an honor for the residents of Silvermoon to be invited to the court ball.

Not only that, but the annual Winter Veil Ball will also select the most dazzling pair of young male and female dance partners, and give them the honor of "Star of Silver Moon City". Naturally, the elderly politicians and businessmen dismissed the title, but the noblewomen and high-class ladies in Silvermoon City had been arguing about it since a month ago.

Frey Theron, the eldest daughter of the Lord Regent, is a recognized beauty in Silvermoon City, and her husband is a man of great military prominence, and the two of them are considered by everyone to be the best candidates. It's just that Frey and her husband were already the stars of Silvermoon City at last year's ball, and as is customary, it is not customary to give this honor to the same pair of dance partners for two consecutive years. Therefore, the form of which pair of dance partners will win the title of "Star of Silver Moon City" this year has become confusing.

However, in general, in order to receive the honor of "Star of Silver Moon City", both men and women must be extremely dazzling figures. From the moment they appear on the stage, the attention they receive can be beyond the reach of ordinary men and women.

As soon as they entered the ball hall, they attracted the attention of many noble ladies, and those socialites who had already passed middle age also had a good impression of these young men, and their eyes crossed the black hand in their hands and couldn't stop looking at the buttocks of those young men.

These young officers, though heroic and upright, were not the most important characters for the ladies tonight.

No one thought that on this night, it was a human who really caught the attention of all the Blood Elf ladies. While humans and blood elves are on two sides, in this era of fighting the Burning Legion together, the Alliance and the Horde are no longer as opposed as they once were. Whether it is the people and officials of Silvermoon City, there is an increasing number of commercial and political exchanges with the human kingdom. Therefore, it was not surprising that a human appeared at a dance party of this level.

It's just that this human male dressed in black immediately attracted everyone's attention as soon as he walked into the hall. He wore a black mooncloth jacket and a white turtleneck shirt, with a simple dark pattern embroidered on the trim and neckline of the tuxedo jacket, and a dark gray corsage in the shape of a moon near his chest. Moon cloth is a cloth that requires a special process to be colored, and the demon must be placed in the moon well of the Night Elves and repeatedly washed and purified before it can be used as a general cloth, and the annual production is limited and expensive.

The moon cloth is not as ostentatious as the rune cloth, not as old-fashioned as silk velvet, and the dress made of the moon cloth is not as loose as the clothes made of silk, which makes many of the blood elves present have a good impression of this human man's taste in dressing.

Of course, the costume is secondary, and it is the person himself who really attracts everyone's attention. The man was slender and slightly pale, and his eyes were as black as the hair on the top of his head, and this night-like darkness added a mysterious and exotic air to the man. The man's eyes revealed a calm look, the kind of composure in the face of honor and disgrace, like a magician and a scholar.

The same question arose in everyone's minds - who is this man?

Many aristocratic girls are already fantasizing about the identity of this man - a young mage from Kenrito? A young general from Stormwind? Oh my God, he can't be another bastard son of Duke Presto (Deathwing)?

But regardless of the man's status, the woman who is lucky enough to dance with him tonight will surely be the center of the ball with him.

Of course, as a cultured lady, it would be unseemly to go directly to invite a man to dance. And if it is rejected by the other party in public, it will be even more shameless.

So, some wise women, after seeing this human stop at the wine table, silently drank the wine glass in their hands.

Once the glass is empty, it's only natural to go to the table and grab another glass of champagne. And what about that human man standing in the way? Naturally, I wanted to ask him to help with the wine. After asking someone to help pass the wine glass, it is also the minimum etiquette to chat politely for a few days.

Finally, after greetings, he muttered in a low voice: "I really want to dance!" The women were confident that the man would offer to ask the lady to dance.

Everything was planned perfectly.

Like moths to a fire, these confident Blood Elf women asked the man to help them fetch the wine, and the man handed them the glasses, but was indifferent to their hints.

After he ignored the hints of many ladies, people became more curious about this human man - who was he? Why would you be indifferent to the temptation of so many beautiful women?

Several scheming politicians have even taken him as a target to woo, because his actions have invisibly proved that his identity may be more noble than everyone imagined. Only a person of prominent status and status can be so calm in front of beauty.

And the young women and politicians think differently, and they see in their eyes as deep as night anxiety and waiting: who is he waiting for? What kind of woman deserves to make him reject so many beautiful women?

They would never have imagined that the human man in the center of the ball was very different from what they had guessed in his mind.

What Mochi was thinking now was—"Why hasn't Avena shown up yet!" Why do these blood elves keep asking me to help serve wine? Is it because I'm dressed too much like a waiter today? ”