Frost Sorrow grinned sadly, and said a little shyly, "Does the master have such a hobby?" Arthas was stunned and asked puzzledly: "Isn't it common sense to take off your shoes when you go to bed?" What kind of hobby is this? Frost was frightened, blinked and asked, "Master, don't you want to see my feet?" I've heard that many nobles have such strange hobbies......"

Forehead...... What kind of hobby is this? Alsace was a little confused. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info In another period of time, although he is not a first brother, he is not a pervert, except for a few times with Gianna, there is not a lot of experience between the bed, so I don't know much about the wide hobby of foot fetish.

Frost Sorrow naturally did not take off his shoes honestly, but began to rub Arthas's arm with his chest. Arthas didn't want to worry about her, but he soon felt the protruding tip of Frostsorrow, and it dawned on him that this guy might not be wearing a small coat.

Arthas even screamed badly, he should have thought that Frost Sorrow didn't even wear shoes, and of course he couldn't have deliberately personified something like a small coat. So...... Arthas's thoughts couldn't help but wander to the base of Frost Sorrow's two slender thighs—there...... Should it also be vacuum?

Although he only has the body of a child, he is already a thirty-year-old uncle psychologically, and Arthas feels that his body is about to lose control of his body after being maliciously catalyzed by Frost Sorrow, so he quickly diverts his attention from Frost Sorrow, and begins to think about other things, and even begins to try to communicate with the Holy Light. In the end, Arthas's strong will prevailed over the seductive body of Frost Sorrow, with whom he had hooked up in every way, and our little prince was finally able to fall into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, Arthas vaguely felt something slip on his face, and the wet answer was very uncomfortable, so he struggled to wake up from his deep sleep, and saw two bulging hillocks of white flowers wrapped in a blue gauze tent, stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was the chest of the little magic sword, and quickly pushed away the frost sorrow that was still kissing and licking on his face, sat up and asked, "Xiaoshuang, what are you doing!" There was no anger in his words, because he was used to it. This magic sword that has been transformed into a human form can now torture itself in a much more way than when it was only able to talk before.

Frost Sorrow licked her lips with her delicate little tongue and said with a smile, "Get you up!" Arthas rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" What happened? "Arthas is a little strange, if something really happened, it should be that adjutant who came here to report to him, right?

Frostmourn kicked off the quilt, revealing her cute little boots, and deftly jumped out of bed, standing beside the bed, and said to Arthas, "Uther is back!" I thought you might have to go meet him, so I woke you up. Arthas got out of bed and put on his shoes, and asked, "Has someone come to inform me?" "Arthas wanted to tell the lieutenant, but he found that he didn't know his name.

Frostmourn shook her head and said, "No, Uther hasn't arrived at the castle yet!" Arthas was stunned and asked, "Xiaoshuang, didn't you say that he has arrived?" Frost Sorrow smiled and said, "Yes, but I haven't entered the castle yet, and it will take a while." Arthas said with some curiosity: "Then how did you know that he was back?" ”

Frost Grief cocked her chin smugly and said, "Of course I do. The old man's soul was so bright that I could spot him from thousands of meters away. As she spoke, Frost Sorrow remembered the delicacy that had devoured Uther's soul, and couldn't help but lick her lips like a kitten hungry for a fish.

Arthas was a little worried that if he continued, the little magic sword couldn't help but eat his future teacher, so he quickly tidied up his wrinkled clothes and left the room. Frost Sorrow quietly followed her master, remembering the delicacies of the souls she had devoured. However, the little demon sword was soon a little discouraged - few of those souls seemed to be able to taste it this time!

Arthas, accompanied by his lieutenant, reached the gate of the castle, and could feel the tremor of the earth, indicating that a large group of cavalry was marching towards it. The adjutant looked at the prince with some admiration, and secretly blamed himself for doubting Arthas's words in his heart just now. Arthas built a pergola with his hands and looked into the distance.

In a few moments, a group of cavalry appeared in view, numbering only a few dozen people, and the leader was the first paladin in the human race, Uther Lightbringer, wearing shining armor trimmed with gold trim. Prince Wrynn, the heir of Stormwind, followed closely behind, and saw Arthas at the gate of the castle from afar, shouting something here.

Soon, the cavalry galloped to the gate of the castle, and Uther glanced at Arthas, although he wondered why he was waiting here in advance, but did not bother to greet Arthas, but ordered the adjutant: "Garithasus, how are your troops resting?" The lieutenant named Garither hurriedly reported to Uther about his troops.

However, Wryon was not interested in these things, and quickly rolled off his horse, landed in front of Arthas, and grinned: "Arthas, how do you know that we are back?" Arthas smiled and said, "It's called prophecy." Oh yes, did you guys go well this time? ”

Wryn patted the plate armor on his chest, made a crisp sound, and said, "I said Arthas, if you say you will prophesy, I will really believe it." Your plan is really godly, that Eliton is really not a good man, let's do what you said, let Aiden shout to him, saying that the orc army is about to reach the Alterac Valley, and that kid really chose to surrender like his father. As soon as we entered the fortress, Lord Uther cut off his head, hehe, a few of them resisted, but we killed all of them, and even I killed a traitor with my own hands! ”

Arthas looked at Wrynn's shoulder armor and gauntlets, which were still stained with blood. Arthas was still more concerned about this friend, and admonished him: "Be careful, anything can happen on the battlefield." Wryon just smirked, showing off his victory—a rusty spear tip, the weapon of the Alterac soldier he had killed. Arthas couldn't help but sigh a little, such weapons and equipment, such morale, no wonder Aiden and Aliton father and son have little confidence in defeating the orcs. It seems that the expansion of the Knights of the Silver Hand should be accelerated as soon as possible, Arthas secretly decided.

Uther had already arranged for Garisher to lead the two thousand infantry who were resting outside the city to the Broken Ridge Fortress to strengthen the defenses there, and told Gallisher that once he arrived at the Broken Ridge Fortress, he would gather the original Alterac soldiers and wait for King Lordaeron Tyrenus to decide their fate. Gassus received the order and went to the garrison to gather his troops, and Uther dismounted and came to Arthas.