In the afternoon, the island of chases is called.

The tomb of the dead prince of the High Elves, Kaelsala, is built high on a hill, under a gigantic old tree.

The spacious gold leaves block out the sunlight from the sky, allowing you to see Silvermoon City in the distance, but it will not be exposed to the sun.

In front of the tombstone made of white jade, Kael'thas's blonde hair fluttered in the wind

"Is my brother happy to stay here?"

He said this, sad and quiet in his heart.

In his memory, Kylesalla was an older brother who liked to be quiet and elegant, and perhaps there was no better place for him to sleep.

"Your Highness, I think he must be happy at the moment"

A female voice answered him, it was Sylvanas.

She and Aurelia stood two meters behind Kael'thas, keeping him safe.

As an adult, she has faded the last trace of childishness of a girl, her blue eyes are deep and charming, and the cloak behind her swaying in the wind, looking very handsome.

Compared to her, Aureli, who showed a lot of snow-white skin, was a little more seductive.

Solan Liane, an astrologist who prides herself on her loyalty, stood with her team at the foot of the hill and didn't come because she didn't want to see Kael'thas sad again.

"Can you leave for a while?"

After a long time, Kael'thas spoke, he wanted to be alone.

"Yes"

The two sisters saluted and left.

Halfway up the hill, they heard the sad and melodious elegy of the upper elves.

Aurelia couldn't help but look back, and the young prince under the big tree was singing in a hoarse voice, but she couldn't see the look on his face.

"This is the first time I've heard His Highness's singing"

She sighed in admiration, her eyes showing her intoxication, and she understood in her heart why so many young people would fall in love with His Highness Kael'thas.

His voice is beautiful, even among elves, it is unique in a million.

However, the beauty of the voice does not bring anything, what really fascinates people is that Kael'thas has always been full of his emotions in his singing.

Unlike any song, even the haughty elves could feel the pure heart in his singing.

Of course, none of them knew that it was because of the enhancement brought by the special surname 'King of Music'.

Aurelia even saw many of the mana dragons wandering around stop and look curiously at the Highness.

"Sylvanas"

She turned her head and asked with a cold face:

"Do you feel happy when you listen to this song?"

If that's the case, Aurelia really can't understand her sister.

The elegy of the upper elves is a sacred song that no one will sing easily except in a truly admirable death.

It can be said that this is a song full of glory.

However, Aurelia, who understands the truth, feels that her sister has insulted the song and the prince's feelings at the moment.

This is also the first time she feels aggrieved for an elf with a male surname.

"How could it be?"

Luckily, Sylvanas shook his head with a wry smile:

"I'm not that hard-hearted either"

Although she was pleased with Kael'thas's feelings for her, listening to the song now, she also felt guilty.

Taking the initiative to give up the identity of the prince, in the final analysis, it is just Sylvanas's own selfishness.

She wanted Kael'thas to come back soon, and she wanted to stay with him

Sylvanas's purpose was not simple, it was full of dark possessiveness.

However, in this way, she ignored Kael'thas and did it too eagerly and decisively.

She hadn't expected Kael'thas to be so sad.

When he swore to live for his race for the rest of his life in the royal court, Sylvanas felt regret.

She clearly understood that her brother was a kind and brave man, and she should have guessed that when grief came, Kael'thas would change significantly

But strong feelings blurred her judgment, and she guessed that Kael'thas would not be defeated by grief

But he didn't guess that not only would he not be defeated, but he would even become stronger and more responsible

Kael'thas, her brother, is a man with such great qualifications

This made Sylvanas extremely annoyed and regretful, but he couldn't help but love Kael'thas even more.

"It's a little sad, I seem to be wrong, sister"

She said with a smile, and in Aurelia's eyes, there seemed to be a flash of wetness.

Sylvanas, who had always been very strong, was finally seen by her in a vulnerable side, even if only for a moment.

"Kael'thas said that he wants to live for the High Elves, so isn't my future worrying?"

"Are you sad about this!!"

Anger rushed out, Aurelia scolded, feeling that her heart was soft at that moment just now, she snorted coldly, and did not want to pay attention to Sylvanas, and walked down with a faster pace.

"I really hate you!"

Her voice reached Sylvanas's ears, causing the latter to feel a little guilty.

【Kael'thas】

[Will you blame me]

[I'm sorry for giving you such a huge burden so early]

Her brother was so young that it would have been better to wait a few more years for action

Apologizing in his heart, Sylvanas calmly followed Aurelia.

Then the elegy of the upper elves ended in mourning, and as the elves under the hill looked upward, a crisp bird's cry sounded.

The golden flame bird then flew into the sky

It was the Phoenix, a one-of-a-kind battle pet that only Kael'thas could drive in this world.

Its eyes were staring at the sky in the flames, and it shouted a sharp cheer of freedom, and its colors were so brilliant and dazzling that it soared like a small sun

This is the sacred thing that best matches the child of the sun!

Kael'thas walked down the hill, his bright red robes spotless.

"Let's go back"

He commanded, and then sat into the carriage under Solanlian's leadership.

For a long time after that, he will need to learn to be quiet, no longer a warrior, but a prince waiting to bloom

The phoenix dominated the sky, and the convoy slowly walked towards Silvermoon City, the convoy was led by two legendary ladies, lined up with more than a hundred High Elf guards, and several arcane mages following by the carriage.

The golden armor and bright red robes complemented each other, and the royal banner fluttered in the wind

He was the most well-guarded prince of all time

This was not a decision arranged by King Anastarian, but a decision made by the Silvermoon Council under pressure from the populace

Quel'Salas, never again losing this last prince