Dark Gate 17/8/14, Sunny, today is in a good mood.

It was the 4th day of my honeymoon with Arthas in the Commonwealth, and maybe I should be thankful for the recommendation of that goblin in Booty Bay, the badly named Lynn Paradise is indeed a great place to relax, even though we had left that place yesterday, it was also interesting to lean back in our chairs during the bumps of the steam train, and to watch the magical photos that Arthas and I took there repeatedly.

I remember when I was a child, my father would often take me and Tannred to hunt in the snow outside of Bullarhas, and as a child, I would always clap my hands happily when I saw my father hit his prey with a shotgun, but now that I think about it, maybe hunting is not the best entertainment for children, and spending a few days in Lynn Paradise gave me a new idea.

Perhaps, before the birth of my child and that of Alsace, we should also build a similar playground for my child in the court of New Lordaeron.

The Ferris wheel, the roller coaster, the spinning ponies, the dizzying food and snacks, the days I spent at Lynn Paradise were like I had left all my burdens behind, as if I had completely returned to my childhood days.

But... Maybe it was just a glorification of my mind's memories of the past, after all, I had been studying magic with my mentor at the age of 11 at Dalaran, and before that I had been studying aristocratic etiquette at the court of Berallas.

My teenage years were a lack of freedom and joy.

Born in a young age with a world that has changed dramatically, and it is only in the last few years that it has gradually settled down, happy times are as short as a rabbit's tail in my eyes, and to be honest, I don't want my children to have the same heavy life as I do, and I believe that Alsace thinks the same way.

Of course, if it weren't for my stay at Lyn Fairyland, I would never have known that my silly, macho husband would have such a childish side, and during the three days in Linger Paradise, he seemed to enjoy the kind of pleasure that belonged to the common people more than I did, and he would take me along to ride the rides that seemed dangerous, but were actually very relaxing.

Sleeping together every night in a nature-like forest cottage is a real life that we have never experienced, and after stripping away politics, war, and power, ordinary days are so fascinating, and of course, as a magician, I have found a lot of interesting things in the ruins of Zur Grab of the Gulabash trolls.

For example, the feud between the Gulabash trolls and the mysterious blood god Haka, such as the origin and research of the troll culture and customs in the Valley of Thorns, and the real ancient troll artifacts I saw in the exhibition hall of the ancient city of Zulghrab alone were enough for me to write 5 excellent papers, and maybe even publish them in the Daily Master Dalaran to win me some more praise, although it didn't make sense to me now.

And the generous exhibition of these cultural relics also made me deeply feel that the federal culture can be called terrible inclusive...

Varian and I have been friends for many years, and I know a lot about the feud between the Stormwind Kingdom and the Gulabash trolls, and King Ryan waged a crusade against the trolls decades ago, and the two sides have been hostile enemies for hundreds of years.

But now, the ancient legacy of the ancient trolls of Gulabash is on display in the land of the Federation, and even the trolls in the ancient city of Zul Ghrab have their resident certificates issued by the Federation.

According to my superficial research on the history of the Federation, at least in the land of Thorn Valley, the existing troll clans are basically already followers of the Blighting Sect, and this Druid Sect that has only emerged in the Kalimdor continent in recent years does not hide its neutrality at all, as they themselves say, in their eyes, there is no difference between the Human Empire and the Federal Government, they will communicate and cooperate with both sides at the same time, but will not participate in the disputes between the two sides.

Arthas and I have witnessed firsthand the dominance of the Blightcasters in this land, and in the subtle images of their peaceful teachings, the local trolls have submitted an application to the federal government to join the federal civilization over the course of several years, and have been approved...

However, the Confederation does not rule the land of Thorn Dale as a power force, instead, they leave it to the withers and trolls to manage themselves, but they have stationed administrative and tax agencies belonging to the federal government here.

It is said that the official title given to the Valley of Thorns by the Supreme Council of the Federation is the "Gulabash Troll Autonomous Region", which is now a federal territory under the federal government.

The complexity of the polity doesn't need to be detailed, but at least for the citizens of the Federation, the once undying savage trolls have become truly "their own people".

Walking the historic city streets of Zurghrab, Alsace and I often saw citizens of the Federation and trolls haggling in quirky language to buy troll-style souvenirs, while troll sheriffs in black uniforms patrolled the relatively well-groomed streets, wearing the insignia of the federal government, representing that they were authentic "public officials".

As we left the Valley of Thorns, Alsace, as an investor and businessman, looked up some information at the town hall in Zurghrab, and according to those sources, the once fearsome barbaric land of the Valley of Thorns has become an increasingly popular "vacation destination" for federal citizens in the past two years.

It is said that the Goblin Darkblade Foundation, which works closely with the federal government, is preparing to spend a huge amount of money to build a tourist coast on the island south of Treasure Bay, so that the two can meet the increasingly prosperous entertainment needs of the people of the Federation...

This is almost impossible in the Empire, because even if we don't want to admit it, the commoners under the Empire, under the strange tax entries of the nobles, are tired of working every day to support themselves and their families, and 80% of the commoners have no "entertainment needs" at all.

I still vividly remember the solemn look on my husband Alsace's face as we left the land on the steam train from Zul Grab to the Twilight Federation, and my husband and I felt a kind of stress as soon as our honeymoon began.

From a pure traveler's point of view, three days in the Valley of Thorns are perfect, but from the perspective of being the king of a kingdom under the Human Empire, the mere political system and tax structure of a Valley of Thorns gives us a lot to think about.

Alas... I'm starting to hate this trip now... But not because this honeymoon wasn't perfect.

It's just that I feel more and more that the purpose of Brother Varian's suggestion that Arthas and I come to the Confederation for our honeymoon may not be so simple.

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Dark Gate 8/17/17 Cloudy, Yesterday Alsace and I attended a local gentlemen's charity party as guests.

Charity gatherings, which are not unique to the Federation, have similar receptions in the Empire of Man, where the nobles of the region invite other nobles to "give generous relief" and help the lord through financial difficulties after a natural or man-made disaster in a certain area.

When I was a child, my father, King Dareen, often attended such parties, and occasionally held them himself, but in his words, they were "insatiable vampires" gatherings, which shows the disgust of the imperial nobility for such parties, and to be honest, Arthas and I did not want to attract attention.

But according to the Junkers manager of the Lucille and Alexandria comptoirs, who received us here, the reception was not sponsored by the federal government, but by the local gentry, and it was very beneficial for our business to participate in this kind of reception and build good relations with the local gentry.

Well, Arthas and I came to the Commonwealth under the guise of being investment businessmen in Kurtiras, so we couldn't refuse Mr. Juncker's kindness, and that night, Arthas and I put on our gowns and headed to the town hall of the Twilight Federation for that reception.

But there was a little accident in the process...

Even though Arthas and I had disguised ourselves as natives as we could, certain Imperial habits still stubbornly influenced us, and that night I wore a long white and blue dress in the style of Kurtiras, which I thought was not luxurious or conspicuous, and my Alsace wore a small gown in the style of Lordaeron for reception, which seemed very modest to both of us...

But it still caused a "sensation" at the charity reception of the Twilight Federation.

In short, Alsace and I became the most striking "stars" of the party, all the ladies tried to talk to my Alsace, and I was always surrounded by a lot of federal gentry... It was only then that we realized that the regular clothes used by the high-ranking nobles of the empire were indeed too luxurious and eye-catching for the federal gentry.

Although these attendees had amassed a great deal of wealth during the years of the Federation's rapid development, looking back a few years, these gentry were nothing more than commoners from the Stormwind Kingdom or the Northern Frontier, and some bankrupt minor nobles, most of whom were not qualified to attend the banquets of the great nobles, so the Federalists were not as decent as the Imperial in terms of aesthetics and demeanor.

Although I have used my magic to hide my true face and that of Arthas, the curiosity of the federal gentry about us still puts us in danger of revealing our identities, so my Arthas has to announce on the spot that he will donate a considerable amount of money to an organization called the "Federation of Federal Farmers" to support the construction of three new schools in the Wild West.

This allowed Arthas and me to finally get into the box to talk to the principal, and it also freed us from the embarrassing scene of being in the spotlight.

In short, last night's banquet was a real "disaster" for me and for Alsace...

Early this morning, when I opened the door, there were 37 expensive bouquets of roses piled up at the door of my room with Alsace, which had been sent to me by my "admirers", and my Alsace had received 23 letters with different perfume scents at the front desk of the hotel, which had been sent by his "admirers".

Although Alsace and I don't like this kind of too straightforward way of expressing love, but from the bottom of my heart, every girl likes gifts, and I like it, looking at the roses at the door where each other is together and even forms a sea of flowers, I think my beauty will also be accepted by the Federation... Seriously, it kind of rejuvenated my bad mood.

"Bang"

Gianna, who was wearing pajamas and writing a private diary, turned her head suddenly, and saw a tired Alsace walking out of the bathroom in a bathrobe.

From his tired expression, it can be seen that today's "trip" has indeed made Arthas haggard.

Thinking of this, Gianna put down her quill pen, she stood up, brushed her long blonde hair, walked to the mechanical refrigerator, took out a bottle of wine and two glasses from it, and handed a glass of wine with ice to her husband.

"Tired? My Alsace? ”

"It's okay, it's just that the businessmen on the federal side are too bold and straightforward, they don't have too many official words, and everyone talks about money nakedly, which is a little uncomfortable."

Arthas took a sip of wine a little helplessly, looking at his beautiful wife, the perfect body looming under the gauzy pajamas, making a flash of fire appear in Arthas's eyes:

"But if you get used to this style of communication, it will really save a lot of time, and seriously, Anna, if we were really an investment businessman from Kul Tiras, this trip would have been doubled."

The young king of Lordaeron drank the wine in his hand, and he moved his neck to lie down on the comfortable bed.

"Anna, we're going to the Wild West tomorrow to be a guest on the farm of Mr. Sardin, the president of the Farmers Federation, who invited us on behalf of the farmers of the entire Wild West, and we need to go and see the development of agriculture in the Federation... But for now, let's put that old man aside. ”

With an ambiguous smile, Arthas hooked his finger at his new wife standing by the bed, and Gianna, who had lost her magic disguise, looked more and more beautiful in the dim light of the room, her face flushed with two blushes, and she slowly removed her clothes in a shy and seductive gesture under her husband's gaze.

The body as perfect as the god of beauty was exposed to Arthas's eyes, and the exhaustion that the young king had accumulated throughout the day disappeared, and when the four lips of the young man kissed together, the whole world seemed to burn.

Oh, the wonderful scene that follows... Observers are left to make up for themselves...

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