"Mom, Aunt, what's wrong? I came back to discuss some things with Father and I'm getting ready to head back. I wanted to say goodbye before I left." Arthas went over and squeezed in beside his aunt, reaching out to embrace her—his mate! Holding a blood relative who shared his blood in his arms, loving her as a mate, the thrill of incest made him unable to stop himself.
"Mm! You're back? What did you talk to that father of yours about?" Lady Ashvan narrowed her eyes, one hand stroking her lower abdomen, her words seemingly carrying a hidden meaning.
"The matter of the Barov Family. Lady Jandice and her daughter are helping me with something—dealing with the Firelord. In return, I've guaranteed that her two sons will stay alive." Arthas poured himself a glass of wine, looking at his aunt with ill intent. That provocative gaze clearly signaled his intent to fuck her!
Queen Lianne stood up and sat beside her son, feeling as if he were holding a woman in each arm. "Your aunt is pregnant."
"What!" Arthas was somewhat surprised. This was a bit too sudden!
Lady Ashvan raised an eyebrow. Her sister knew about her and Arthas and had tacitly accepted it. "You don't seem very happy?"
Arthas studied his aunt, then fiercely kissed her full, red lips until she was breathless before letting her go. "Give birth to it, Aunt!"
Pfft! Queen Lianne laughed and patted her son's shoulder, her beautiful eyes shimmering, her exquisite face carrying a hint of a pout. "Priscilla, are you relieved now? I told you my son would take responsibility. But with you like this, I'm afraid trade matters will be hard to handle in the future."
"It's nothing. The people below are handling things; it's fine if I step back appropriately. Besides, I want to see exactly who dares to make small moves. Sometimes, giving them an opportunity lets the rats run out so I can crush them! Hang them all from the masts!" Lady Ashvan had never been a saint; her ruthlessness was well-known throughout Kul Tiras.
"Aunt, you must take care of your body. When you give birth, I will definitely be by your side." Arthas patted his chest in a promise, then reached out. "Can I listen to the baby now?"
Lady Ashvan chuckled and poked the man's forehead with a fair finger. "Not so fast, it's only been a month or so. I won't serve you tonight; hurry back. I'll be heading back to Kul Tiras in a while. Your mother will come with me to pave the way for your affairs."
Queen Lianne's expression also turned solemn. When it came to serious business, she stopped joking. "That old man Shanke and Perenolde have disappeared, rescued by unknown parties. You must be careful. When you return, go to Stratholme and wipe out all of his close followers—leave none alive! I will go to Kul Tiras to secure support from other families for you. If you want to build a massive fleet, you cannot bypass the support of the Stormsong Family. The blessing of the Tide Sages will make your ships sail more smoothly."
Arthas shook his head, one arm around his mother and the other around his aunt, holding the waists of the two mature women, which made his heart race. "No, the ocean the Tide Sages worship hides an evil, an evil that can inversely corrupt them. So don't trust them too much; just go through the motions. We have the help of the Naga; as long as we don't encounter extreme weather at sea, it doesn't matter. And once I lead people to find a suitable location and establish a Portal, travel will be much more convenient. Sailing will decrease; it won't be replaced, but its priority won't be so high."
Watching Arthas talk so eloquently, Lianne had to admit her son had grown up and matured a lot. The once obedient child was now beginning to release the demon within. Even her sister's belly had been knocked up; could her turn be far off? Thinking of this, she suddenly asked, "The child your aunt gives birth to won't have any problems, will it?"
This was a major issue. While inbreeding was quite common, it was usually better to marry outsiders. Because the bloodline was too concentrated, children could have problems—that was the nature of inbreeding. The chance of a disabled child was high, but the chance of a genius was small; if one bet correctly, it was a massive gain.
"Ding, triggered task: Inbreeding."
"Inbreeding: You, acting worse than a beast, have defiled and impregnated your own aunt. Now, the child in Lady Ashvan's womb is in its developmental stage. Please do what a father should do for her. Choose one of two options:
Within three months, sacrifice two thousand Thorium Ingots, two thousand pieces of Spellweave Cloth, two thousand portions of Felweed, and one thousand units of Life Essence. Reward: The child will be guaranteed to be a boy and will have no genetic diseases from inbreeding; the child's IQ and talent will be increased.
Within six months, sacrifice two thousand Rich Thorium Ingots, two thousand bolts of Runecloth, two thousand portions of Goldthorn, and two thousand units of Life Essence. Reward: The child will be guaranteed to be a girl and will have no diseases from inbreeding; the child's IQ and talent will be increased."
Arthas gathered his thoughts, his eyes narrowing. "No, there absolutely won't be a problem. Aunt, I want your caravans to help collect these materials and trade them to me at market prices." After saying that, he took out a quill and wrote the list for his aunt.
Lady Ashvan looked at the list. It wasn't much, but these materials were difficult to obtain. "Rich Thorium Ingots are very difficult to smelt, and most are on the continent of Kalimdor, only found in the far south. It's very dangerous there; not many people are willing to go."
"I will resolve the matter of Blackrock Spire as soon as possible, then go to Kalimdor to develop a foothold. This concerns our future child. I will request a blessing from the Red Dragon Queen; she masters the Law of Life. Any children we have in the future will not have any problems, and we can stay together for eternity!" Arthas took the hands of his aunt and mother, kissing each of them on the lips.
"Mm, I will handle it as quickly as possible." Lady Ashvan did not refuse. She didn't want her child to have any problems either. Giving birth to children for her beloved little husband was naturally the best thing, and she was very willing.
Queen Lianne looked at Arthas with a half-smile. What did her son want just now? To breed offspring with her?