But why, why does my heart hurt so much? - Kalia couldn't help but put her palm against her left chest, feeling that she might lose something from this. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What is it? Kalia didn't understand, but the cramping in her heart was even greater than the feeling she felt when her titular mother, King Terenus's first queen, died.

"Kalia, are you really okay? Why don't you let the doctor take a look? Otherwise, let Archbishop Alonthos check it out for you! Alsace nervously suggested.

The doctors in the palace of Lordaeron were naturally very skilled, and Archbishop Alonsos Fao was the most brilliant and respected priest of mankind; Of course, neither is a panacea, otherwise both queens of King Terenus would not have died young.

"No need!" Kalia clutched her chest, shook her head, and muttered, "That's enough." Arthas, I'm tired, go back first, you guys, you ......"

Kalia wanted to say "I wish you happiness", but she couldn't get the final words out there; Eventually, Kalia gave up, and without even looking at her brother Arthas again, she turned and fled from his bedroom.

"Kalia, be careful!" Arthas saw the stumbling steps of Kalia as she left, and his heart was full of worry - his sister was really wrong today, what should he do? Do you want to tell your father about this? But Kalia didn't seem to want to go to the doctor......

Kalia stumbled away from Arthas's bedroom, trotting like her own across an open-air balcony; Along the way, there were busy attendants and maids who saw Her Royal Highness the princess rushing away, and they stopped their movements and saluted Her Royal Highness.

Kalia ignored the servants - if it were a normal day, the polite Kalia would have nodded to them in return, but at this time, Kalia just wanted to run back to her bedroom, shut herself up, and cry for a good time; At the same time, she didn't want these subordinates to see the tears that flowed uncontrollably from her face.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Kalia, refreshments are ready, you ......" Just as Kalia was about to approach her bedroom, a maid went up to the balcony from the staircase around the corner, and after seeing Her Royal Highness, she hurriedly asked her.

Afternoon tea...... Kalia stopped at the door of her bedroom and paused herself to pull the doorknob.

Knowing that her father had returned to the palace, Kalia ran to see her father, of course, mainly to see her brother Arthas.

Kalia was disappointed to learn that Arthas would return later, but told the maids to prepare refreshments, and she planned to wait until Arthas returned, and then enjoy afternoon tea with him on the open-air balcony.

Tasting the fine black tea and glutinous sweet pastries from the hills of Hillsbrad, sharing with his favorite and beloved brother what he had seen outside the court, and at the same time putting his sister's shelf to reprimand the daring Alsace, and watching his cute appearance when he confessed his mistakes......

Whenever Arthas left the palace and went to the bazaar to play, Kalia would play tricks on her brother at the round table for afternoon tea, and on that night, the candle in Kalia's bedroom would be extinguished very late, and it was Her Royal Highness the Princess of Lordaeron playing with some strange knick-knack that her brother had brought back for her......

But this time......

"There's no afternoon tea left, both Alsace and I are feeling unwell, that's all." Without looking back, Kalia said such words indifferently, pushed away the people in her bedroom, and then slammed the floor shut, leaving the maid stunned - had she said something wrong? How do you feel that Her Royal Highness Princess Kalia is in a bad mood......

"Abominable Alsace! What a fiancée! What a lifetime! Damn, hateful, damnable! Obviously it's just a ten-year-old child, what is wrong with learning, and this time I came back as a personal maid and a fiancée, are you so anxious to get rid of your virgin/male life? Damn, damn ......" As soon as Kalia entered her bedroom, she fastened the inner lock of the door with her backhand, and then leaned against the door panel made of red-veined oak, and the emotions that had been reserved outside the bedroom finally couldn't be controlled, and turned into a thousand words of complaint.

Although she lashed out at Arthas, Kalia still couldn't get rid of the depression in her heart; Unable to stand still, she slid down the smooth oak door to the ground, and finally sat down by the door without grace; As powerless as the body slid down, there were clear tears.

"Why, why ...... so early" Kalia held her head in her hands and buried her head deep between her knees; The rounded shoulders wrapped in the pink palace skirt trembled slightly regularly as she sobbed.

At this moment, Kalia felt extremely lonely; Because she was not born in the palace, Kalia did not have a personal maid who grew up with her, and she would not be a good friend with those maids after so many years of abiding by aristocratic etiquette.

Kalia couldn't help but think of her High Elf friend Winlessa - if Winlessa was here, she would have listened to her own anguish, right?

Just as Kalia was holding her head and sobbing, there was a soft noise in the bedroom; The "whoosh" was not loud, but it was particularly noticeable in the bedroom, where there was only the sound of Kalia sobbing.

"Who? Who's where? Kalia jerked her head up and looked to where the sound had come from, and she saw it......

"Your Royal Highness Princess Kalia, I ...... I ......" At Kalia's dressing table, she had changed into a court maid's costume (isn't it still a maid's suit), her hands folded in her lower abdomen, and Taresha, whose face was flushed, stood there helplessly with her head lowered.

"You? How are you? Why are you here? Kalia struggled to stand up against the wall, and although the pink dress on her body looked a little messy, Her Royal Highness held her head high and questioned the little maid in front of her.

"I ......" Hearing Kalia's question, Taresa quickly raised her head and explained, "Lady Gasros said that I will be Her Royal Highness's personal maid from now on, let me wait for you in Your Highness Princess's bedroom to see what you have to say." And then...... Then I saw that your dresser was a little ...... It's messy, so I'll help you tidy up ......"

Taresa remembered that not long ago Lady Gosloth had taught her that the maids of the palace, especially the valet maids, had to keep their heads up when answering their master's questions.