Inside the tent, the lights flickered.

Kael'thas and Solanlian sat across from each other, looking at her cheeks flushed in the light, listening to her talk about her mother's past.

His mother, a High Elf priest, once wanted to rely on peaceful means to solve the war with the trolls, but driven by generations of hatred, despite hundreds of years of efforts, she still failed, and the troll's war of resistance 200 years ago was also partly due to her actions.

So, for two hundred years, his mother was not allowed to enter the battlefield again.

Even though Solan Liane didn't know the details, or didn't want to go into details, Kael'thas could imagine that there must have been a very complicated story back then. Even though few people would talk about the queen in front of him, he had long heard that his mother was a kind and gentle person.

Kael'thas never imagined that she would be so kind as to want to make peace with the trolls

[No wonder that troll knows me]

It was only then that Kael'thas realized that the old troll must have known his mother, and it was more likely that this troll was the one who identified with his mother's concept back then. From the observation along the way, this old troll is clearly different from other trolls. He looked at the elves with more sadness than hatred, and the actions of compromise and negotiation were not like the actions of an ordinary troll would do.

"What is your relationship with my mother?"

Kael'thas asked softly, the shadow of the light flickering in his blue eyes.

“”

"She's the one who raised me."

Solanlian was silent and hesitated for a moment, then chose to confess.

"Yes?"

There was a gloom in his heart, and Kael'thas was a little bitter, but he still replied lightly.

He sat quietly opposite, gently stroking the phoenix with his hand, his face looked a little indifferent, and the body wrapped under the robe looked slender and thin, in the eyes of Solan Lian, his own monarch at this moment seemed very lonely.

He is not happier than himself. 】

A sudden thought suddenly appeared in Solan Lian's mind, making her feel a little guilty in her heart.

He is his own monarch, the future king of Quel'Thalas

Everyone can see his talent, his nobility, but who has ever known him?

Since childhood, he has not been loved by his parents, has no playmates of the same age, and is so young, but he has come to the battlefield and begun to learn the lifestyle that adults need.

All the elves had to salute her when they saw him, and no one really thought about what this highness was thinking or needing.

And the future

Fate will bring him to the forefront, and let that weak shoulder stir up the joys and sorrows of the whole race.

Such a life

Is it happy?

Solanlian saw the future, the monarch in the flames, the king of Quel'Salas who radiated strength in his eyes

Why didn't he smile?

【】

With some sadness and some grievances in his heart, Solan Lian lowered her head, not letting her fragile look show in front of Kael'thas. She pulled a note from her chest, and at this point, regardless of the consequences of the note, Solan Lian felt that Kael'thas should be allowed to accept his mother's words.

"Your Highness, this is a note from Her Royal Highness the Queen."

She handed the note to Kael'thas, who was allowed to make her own decisions, but in the end, Solanlian delivered it to Kael'thas anyway.

Kael'thas silently took the note and slowly opened it.

Very short note.

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Kael'thas Thales:

My proud child, you should have a big choice in front of you right now, and whatever the outcome, it probably doesn't matter to you. However, I would like to ask you to make sure that you put the other person in the right position before making a choice.

Trolls: they're not monsters, they're not objects. Even if they are the objects of hatred, they are still intelligent beings like us.

- The mother who loves you the most

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【On the right position】

The corners of Kael'thas mouth were a little bitter, his mother, is this to let him let the trolls go?

Perhaps in the beginning, Kael'thas didn't treat trolls as creatures, more as monsters and experiences to level up. However, in the past few days, in fact, he has vaguely realized in his heart that his previous views were wrong. The old trolls, as well as the trolls who helped each other with their illnesses and injuries, had already made him understand that these trolls were a kind of life of their own at the same level, with their own feelings.

But even so, Kael'thas had no intention of letting them go. Even if it was never clearly manifested, the death of that warrior still left traces of hatred in his heart.

"Solan Lian, go back."

He said a little sullenly, and waved Solanlian out.

After the astrologist went out, Kael'thas looked at the note in his hand, trying to tear it apart. But in the end, he didn't throw it away, held it, and fell asleep on the bed.

What is a mother?

In her previous life, when she was sensible, her parents divorced, and her biological mother did not see her a few times, so her impression was very distant. When he was a child, he hated it, hated it very much, but when he grew up, all he was left with was regret and sadness. Perhaps, there is no one more precious to his mother than him.

He did not have a stepmother, because he did not allow him to live with them after his father remarried.

Until he died as a teenager, his father's remarriage partner never said a word to him.

So what is Mother?

This is a dream he has been chasing all his life, Kael'thas does not understand.

He couldn't understand why a mother who had never raised him would write that sentence on the note.

'My Mother Who Loves You the Most'

Do you really love me? 】

This night, Kael'thas had an unknown dream. In his dreams, there are joys and sorrows, and there is a beautiful woman who will smile and chat with him and touch his head.

Then he woke up, in the early hours of the morning, when the stars were dim and the fog was misty.

He lay quietly for more than ten minutes with his eyes open, his eyes were bloodshot, and he crouched with some fear. I've been thinking about what it's like to be a mother in this life, and if he refuses, will he lose his mother again? He carefully thought about the conditions of the trolls, and analyzed the pros and cons little by little, most of the trolls left behind by Zuaman were civilians rather than professionals, could he really suppress them? He was sure of his conclusion, then squeezed the note tightly, got up and walked out of the tent.

"Your Highness?"

The soldiers guarding him saluted.

"Hmm"

Breathing in the somewhat cold, moist air, Kael'thas casually replied and asked:

"Where's that troll?"

"He's still there, he's been kneeling there all night"

The soldier replied, causing Kael'thas to be slightly stunned.

[Kneeling all night? 】

The old troll

"I'm going to talk to him!"

Kael'thas said in a deep voice with a twinkle in his eyes. The soldier didn't have any doubts, and hurriedly called out to a few people next to him, and together they protected Kael'thas and walked towards the old troll.

[Two worlds, two lives, but you are the first time you are willing to tell me that you love my mother. 】

[True or not. 】

[I've never done anything for you, I'll make a choice for you this time.] 】

However, all of this is only possible if the trolls can truly show their sincerity. Others may not know it, but Kael'thas understands that in ancient times, the Night Elves mutated from the troll race, relying on the magic of the Well of Eternity. Ten thousand years ago, they were the same race