What is the best place to admire the moon and chat and talk about love? The merry nobles of the Eastern Kingdom have different opinions on the answer to this question. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But one thing is certain, and that is the higher places - do the astrologers who have not seen Dalaran study the star charts every night on the minarets hundreds of meters high? And the higher places will make it easy for timid girls to become dependent on the men around them, and then ...... Hey, you know.

Naturally, Alsace didn't come to talk about love with his sister tonight, but he still found the highest place in Alterac Castle - the top of the main building. Follow the creaking old staircase to the second floor, and after following the winding ramp to the roof, the towers of the Eastern Kingdom are mostly similar in structure, and the roof of the main building is also a small platform with battlements like a city wall, where the owner of the tower can shoot at the enemies below with a bow and crossbow in the event of an accident.

But now that the place was occupied by Arthas, he sat down on a wall, then patted the empty seat beside him, and said to Kalia, "Kalia, sit here!"

Although the main building on the second floor is not high, the roof of the building is nearly 10 meters above the ground. After one glance, Kalia felt dizzy, as if she was about to fall, and quickly retracted, grabbed Arthas's arm tightly, and let out a scream, echoing in the silence of Alterac Castle, which looked particularly strange.

Arthas smiled and said, "Kalia, you are so timid!" Kalia blushed a little, twisted her body, put her feet back on the platform, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Arthas, let's turn around and sit!" Arthas bent his legs, used his hips as a fulcrum, and lightly turned in a circle, and Frost Grief stood by his master's side, muttering a little disdainfully: "This woman is so timid!"

Arthas smiled lightly - this little frost, she will not fall down by herself, of course she is not afraid! But Arthas also knows that her sister is here, and she can't talk to Frost Sorrow, and every time like this, she will lose her temper and coax when no one is around.

At that moment, Kalia suddenly shouted, "Look, Arthas!" as she spoke, she stretched out a white finger and pointed to the bright night sky. Arthas looked up in the direction of his sister's finger, and a white full moon hung in the night sky, and the silver-white moonlight stood out among the stars. The sun has long since finished its day, and the moon has taken its place, decorating the silent peaks of the Alterac Mountains with a soft moonlight.

Kalia stared blankly at the moon in the sky and muttered, "How beautiful!" Arthas smiled and nodded—in Northrend's Icecrown Glacier, he often sat alone on the Frozen Throne in lonely nights, caressing the Frost Sorrow's sword, looking up at the moonlight that spilled from the dome of the Icecrown Fortress, and no one knew how he missed his homeland, Lordaeron, the people there, and his relatives there.

But now someone knew—Frost Grief seemed to remember the time when the two of them were dependent on each other, and gently wrapped his arms around Arthas's shoulders. Arthas smiled and said, "It's beautiful indeed!" Kalia thought that Arthas was responding to her words, but Frost's Grief knew that her master was saying this to herself.

However, there was a little anxiety in Frost's sad heart, and even she didn't understand why. Even her master, Arthas, did not know that every time she saw this full moon, Frost's sad heart would feel a sense of fanaticism and bloodlust. Looking up at the moon that was shining brightly, the lady in white, Elune, that seems to be its name, isn't it?—Frost Sorrow muttered silently in her heart.

Kalia suddenly shouted again, "Here it comes!" In the night sky, another moon rose. The new moon was blue, one size smaller than the white moon just now, but it was very active, moving through the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it was slightly higher than the white moon, and then stopped. The endless blue glow mixed with the white moonlight blended together to create an eerie and bewitching night.

"Blue Child. Arthas muttered softly to his sister the story of the two moons. Although human civilization is spread throughout the Eastern Kingdoms, there are some things that they still can't figure out, for example, why there are two moons in the sky of Azeroth? The larger, the white one, always appears silently and disappears quietly, and people name it "The Lady in White" to show its stability. However, no wise man, or mage, or astrologer, has ever been able to explain the origin of both.

Arthas knew more about the two moons, as he had killed countless civilians and warriors of all races, and gained their memories when the Frost Grief consumed the souls of the dead. Night elves, trolls, and minotaurs, the races that have lived in this land for a long time, have quite a few legends about these two moons.

The Night Elves believe that the two moons are one, honored by the white one. They worshipped the white moon as Elune, the moon god, and worshipped it as a god, while the minotaurs believed that both the moon and the sun came from the earth, and that the eyes of Mother Earth were transformed -- Arthas wondered if Mother Earth had three eyes? What do you mean by that sentence - Mother Earth is fooling you!

Arthas told Kalia the legends of the various races, and Frost Sorrow listened quietly. Of course, she had known these stories for a long time, because she had told Arthas in the first place. When she was in Northrend, whenever her master touched her body on the frozen throne and looked at the moon in the sky lonely, Frost Sorrow could clearly feel the sad sorrow in her master's heart, and that feeling was only transmitted through her soul, and even her body trembled.

But she couldn't help her master—she couldn't do acrobatics for her master in a clumsy way, as Sindagosa did, nor could she do somersaults in the air to amuse her master, as those vargli did. All Frostmourn can do is help his master destroy those strong and stubborn opponents. However, every time an opponent is eliminated, the sadness in the master's heart is one more point. Gradually, Frost Grief even felt that the soul of his master was even colder than his own.