It's not that longer lives are inherently bad, but most court noblewomen only know how to pamper their children and do not understand how to properly guide and discipline them.
Onyxia feels this deeply, as she and her brother were thrown into magma by their father to bathe, receiving all sorts of cruel treatment. A harsh environment stimulates the desire to survive, which is why their strength increased rapidly, growing much faster than other dragons, and their minds matured more quickly.
At less than a thousand years old, Onyxia is nearly as powerful as dragons who are four to five thousand years old; this is the benefit of her cruel upbringing. The downside is that there is basically no affection between father and daughter, only fear and dread.
"Everyone's experiences and circumstances are different; who knows?" Aurelia also didn't know, and even if she did, she wouldn't say anything. It's only right to keep secrets for her husband.
Although she hasn't been officially recognized by the Silvermoon Council yet, she has already considered herself to be a spouse of Arthas in her heart. An hour later, at the Titan Ruins, Nablya and several steel dwarves were already kneeling on the ground, and Eonar's soul fragment slightly regained awareness, though still limited.
"You are a creation of Khaz'goroth, right? From now on, follow the orders of my envoy," Eonar instructed lightly, without negotiation or flattery, only a command from a superior to a subordinate.
"As you command, my lord," Nablya replied humbly, with her head bowed, appearing very excited. How long had it been since she last saw a Titan? Ten thousand years? Twenty thousand years?
Arthas was also very excited. Being able to command Nablya, although he couldn't directly dominate everything, greatly assisted his plans to establish a foothold in Kalimdor. If he could develop in the Un'Goro Crater, the abundant resources here would quickly make him wealthy. Plus, with the Platform of Creation to produce various items, there would be no worry about not being able to sell them at a good price.
With his aunt Lady Ashvane as a backing, he wouldn't need to rely on the nobles for sales, cutting down on fees and profit sharing and saving a lot of money. Sales channels were not an issue, and raw materials here were also not a problem. Additionally, in northern Feralas, there are remnants of Highborne from ancient times; if he could recruit them, they could serve with knowledge from Queen Azshara's library, raising the knowledge reserves of the territory to a whole new level!
To the west are islands inhabited by some Naga, which could provide some seafood. To the south lies Silithus, inhabited by strange insects that could be hunted to train the military's combat strength. The geographical environment is excellent; the only downside might be the transportation process, with a large desert separating them from the port, which is a hard problem to solve.
However, these will be thought about later. With the support of the secondary guardian, Arthas didn't believe he wouldn't be able to think of a solution. Even if they had to create a new land route. Also, the goblins had invented airships, which are decent means of transportation, despite their high dangers. If he could buy one to study, and build good relations with the dwarves and gnomes, perhaps they would be able to find stronger, more durable airships!
Especially the gnomes, who are natural craftsmen; he definitely wouldn't want to miss the chance to nurture them! Eonar's soul hadn't manifested as a physical entity but continued to reside with Arthas, and a voice echoed in his mind,
"Little human, do you need anything else? You've done well, but I need more energy to recover, continue searching for more energy to supply me. The energy here gathers again after a while, which you can use to create some tools."
"Hmm, your creation Freya is to the north; she seems to have been harmed by Loken and is now controlled by the Old Gods," Arthas probed, unsure of Eonar's intentions, yet he didn't plan to let her go. He even had a thought of possible convincing her to help him, even though her husband was the leader of the Pantheon, Aman'thul.
The thrill of stealing someone's wife added a sense of danger. Eonar pondered for a moment, seemingly sensing something,
"The laboratory in the north is still intact; some energy can also be restored there for me. Freya is fine; she's only been misled, and now isn't the time to confront Loken. The Old Gods' power has become stronger, and I am still quite weak, which poses too much of a risk."
"Well, then we should wait until you recover enough to deal with them before rescuing Freya ourselves," Arthas replied, not wanting to give up the assistance of a guardian. Freya was a creation personally forged by Eonar; even the Emerald Dream—a part that sustained life and death in Azeroth—was created by her. While her combat strength may not be top-tier, her logistical and medical support is definitely top-notch. Even the weakest guardian can eliminate an elite army, and if he could gain such support, it would be a tremendous boost, so he had to strive for it.
"That will take a long, long time, and we don't have much time left." Eonar didn't want to spread her focus too much; she had more important tasks, most notably dealing with Sargeras! Arthas stroked his chin, faintly harboring a bold idea in his heart.
"You know, I have the special ability to produce this essence; if you can condense it into a physical form, we could produce more!" As he spoke, a ball of energy appeared at his fingertip, which made Nablya, who had been kneeling all this time, reveal a hint of desire. This was remarkable; even a secondary Keeper wanted this life essence?
"Such pure essence, I must have it!" Without waiting for Arthas to agree, Eonar took the life essence and devoured it. One could even feel her sticking out her delicate tongue to lick the corners of her mouth; such an action from a mature woman was indeed too enticing!
"This requires mating with a spouse to obtain, and I still need to enhance myself to mate with more spouses. Without power, I wouldn't be able to find more powerful mates." Arthas pondered aloud; this was also his goal.
Perhaps it was a little immoral, urging women to enhance their strength, ideally in terms of fertility, and then mate with more women. But who else could generate life essence during mating? This was something even Titans couldn't refuse!
"Your talent is very special and not suited for direct infusion of energy, as this would damage your potential. I have a feeling that your achievements won't be lower than any of us titans; what you need is personal growth. Hmm, Loken has betrayed us; if he knew about my existence, you would be in great danger. Let me think on this." Eonar could infuse energy into Arthas, but this would only damage him in the long run; it would bring only short term benefits.