In the warm spring of March, flowers bloom.
The spring breeze carried away the chill, the temperature gradually rose, and the whole world seemed to awaken.
The Eastern Plaguelands are too far from the World Tree Teldrassil to be affected by the power of the Emerald Dream.
As the plague aura in the Western Plaguelands gradually dissipated, the Eastern Plaguelands became the region most severely affected by the plague in the entire Lordaeron.
Whether it's the Scarlet Crusade in Tyr's Hand in the south, the Ashen Army in Stratholme in the north, or the Brotherhood of the Light stationed at Light's Hope Chapel, they are all sparing no effort to purify the plague's aura and cleanse the polluted land and forests.
Unfortunately, the effect was minimal.
Nearly three months ago, the Ashen Army received an invitation from Queen Regent Sylvanas of Quel'Thalas to join forces with the Ranger Forces and the newly reorganized Silvermoon City Mage Guard to conquer the Scourge city of Deatholme in the Ghostlands and kill the High Elf traitor Dar'Khan, who spread the plague.
The last Undead stronghold on the entire Lordaeron has finally fallen. Liadrin, along with the High Elf Paladin, went to Deatholme to set up camp and, together with the High Elf Priest, was responsible for purifying the Ghostlands and the Dead Scar.
With nearly a third of the Ashen Army's strength lost, the pressure on " Ashbringer " Fenna has increased even further.
In the Stratholme council chamber, the Half-Elf Paladin rubbed his eyes and continued flipping through the pile of documents on the table:
A small group of Undead has been spotted in the Plaguewood; the Plaguewood watchtower requests assistance.
The Troll of Zul'Mashar have attacked nearby villages, and Lieutenant Norton, in charge of local security, requests backup.
Several merchants from Lordaeron hope to meet Ashbringer in person, each receiving a large shop, and also want to join forces to establish the Stratholme Chamber of Commerce, hoping to gain policy support.
The Darkmoon Faire plans to build a camp near the gates of Stratholme in a month, hoping to bring smiles and joy to the people of Stratholme, and hopes to receive approval.
Another hundred Ashen Army have completed their training in Darrowshire and are inquiring about their placement...
With so many things to handle, Fenna felt dizzy and overwhelmed.
She was a Paladin, a commander, and she preferred to fight on the front lines rather than be a governor dealing with all that mess.
She's simply not cut out for this!
Things were a bit better when Liadrin was around. After all, Liadrin came from a noble family and had some knowledge of this kind of thing, so she could help share some of the pressure.
Now that Liadrin is gone, all the pressure is on her shoulders!
"If only Nicholas were here, he would definitely have a way, he definitely would..." Fenna rubbed her eyes, feeling her upper and lower eyelids fighting each other, and fighting so hard that she couldn't open them.
"Alright, I'll sleep for a while, just a little while. These days, I've only been sleeping three hours a day, and the meditation Nicholas taught me isn't working. I'll definitely wake up soon, I definitely will, there are so many things to take care of..."
The female Paladin leaned over, rested her head on the table, and quickly drifted off to sleep.
In Eastern Plaguelands are still somewhat chilly. It's fine when you're awake, but once you fall asleep, your body enters a low-power phase, generating less heat, and you'll feel a chill.
In her sleep, Fenna felt a little cold, as if she were in an ice cellar, and felt somewhat lost and helpless.
Even Paladin cannot maintain a constant increase in Holy Light. Fenna involuntarily hugged her arms tightly, trembling.
Suddenly, she felt a little warmth and saw a brazier appear in the ice cellar. The fire grew brighter and brighter, and she felt warmer and warmer. It felt so comfortable, so very comfortable, and there was a soft, gentle feeling inside...
Um?
Soft?
Fenna instantly became alert and woke up with a start.
"Who?"
She reached out and grabbed the divine sword that was on the table.
But the next moment, a large hand pressed down on hers, gripping it tightly, and at the same time, a soft, tender voice sounded:
You've lost weight.
Fenna was stunned, then her whole body stiffened.
Then she became weak and powerless. Two hands encircled her, holding her in their arms. Fenna leaned against that person, silently shedding tears, like a spring rain on a warm night.
a long time.
"You haven't been here for almost three months!" the female Paladin muttered, tilting her head back, her tone reproachful and slightly complaining.
She was very tall; when we first met, she was even taller than Jiang Jie.
But in just over a year, Jiang Jie's height has increased dramatically, and he's now taller than her. Only he could grow at such a rate.
"Things at Stromgarde are mostly settled. I missed you, so I came to stay with you and I'm not leaving for now."
Jiang Jie chuckled, blinked, and leaned closer. Fenna nervously closed her eyes.
a long time.
Lips parting.
"Oh dear, I have so many things to take care of, I'm afraid I can't stay with you, what should I do?" The governor of Stratholme rarely showed such a womanly, or rather, girlish, demeanor.
"There's no need to handle everything yourself; just delegate it to others." Jiang Jie blinked. "That's exactly what I did."
"You!" Fenna said with some worry, "But I don't have that many trustworthy people here..."
"They can't turn things upside down." Jiang Jie stroked Fenna's cheek. "Leave the work to your subordinates. If anything goes wrong, hold them accountable. If anyone disobeys, punish them severely, and no one will dare to do it again. Alright, that's settled then. Now it's our time. Come on, let's go to the room..."
"But... it's... daytime now... and I'm not... not ready yet..." Fenna hesitated, her face flushed.
"It's more fun during the day!" Jiang Jie picked up Fenna, kicked open the bedroom door, and strode inside.
No talking for a day (mainly because I can't say anything, otherwise Qidian will keep me silent forever).
The next day at noon.
"I think... I can't get out of bed! It's all your fault, all your fault!" Fenna hid under the covers, unwilling to get out, her face full of resentment. "You, you actually... even changed forms! You pervert!"
"You're in good health, you can handle it, what are you afraid of?" Jiang Jie grinned mischievously. "It's still early, use your Holy Light to heal yourself, and we'll continue... Or should I heal your injuries? Hehe!"
"I don't want you to come, you'll definitely try something! I'll do it myself! No, I won't come either! It's getting late, it's been a whole day and night, I need to sleep... Ugh!"
Nothing was said that day.
Early the next morning.
"Will we... have a child?" Fenna bit her lip. "I've done the math, and these past two days seem... very dangerous!"
"Of course!" Jiang Jie replied affirmatively.
"But... we're not married yet." Fenna pursed her lips.
"It's alright, I'll go propose marriage right away," Jiang Jie said hastily.
"But I don't want to see him..." Fenna hesitated.
"After all, he's your father, so I have to inform him. Don't worry, whether he agrees or not, I'm determined to marry him! If he doesn't agree, I'll have the Murloc blast open the bottoms of all the warships in Kul Tiras!" Jiang Jie fiercely.
"No! A lot of people will die! Hmm... Or maybe we should just sink his flagship? One ship would be enough, wouldn't it?" Fenna hesitated.
Jiang Jie smiled.
"Never mind, I'll contact him." Fenna took out an image crystal from the platinum ring Jiang Jie had given her and was about to activate it.
Jiang Jie snatched it away.
"What's wrong?" Fenna asked, puzzled.
Jiang Jie pointed to the two people's bodies.
Fenna blushed and punched Jiang Jie hard with her fists.
An hour later, the two were finally dressed, and then Fenna picked up the image crystal and activated it.