Although he received the master's order to "greet the mortals", Frost Sorrow was unwilling to carry it out - now Frost is so happy, hugging his master's arm, his face is against his master's hair, and the plush is so comfortable, so he should not stand up and say hello to these guys!-So Frost Sorrow just rubbed his cheek on the top of Arthas's head, which counted as a nod of greeting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fiancée?Is it too early?--Danas didn't care too much if Frost's sorrow was polite, but the prince of Arthas looked so young, how could King Terenus give him a fiancée?after all, he was the only prince of Lordaeron, that is...... This girl will be the future queen of Lordaeron?

Of course, Danas, who is also a nobleman, also knows from the name "Frost" that the future Queen Her Majesty may not be a noble-born person, but Danas does not attach much importance to this, in the kingdom of Stormgard, whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, and even a slave, in the system of military merit, they are all on an equal footing. Danas just felt a little funny - Prince Arthas showed unusual maturity everywhere, but he didn't expect it to be the same in this regard, and seeing that this "Your Excellency Fiancée" is so attached to Prince Alsace, you know that this little prince is also a master in love!

At Frost's sad side, the Red Dragon Queen had been staring at the barrel in the hands of Muradin, not knowing what she was thinking, when suddenly, she stood up abruptly and shouted, "What are you drinking?"

"Uh......" Arthas was startled by her, and just as he was about to say something, Muradin had already grabbed a wine barrel from his side and threw it to the Red Dragon Queen: "Your Excellency, taste our dwarves' ale, manly people have to drink this thing to enjoy it!"

"I'm not a man, I'm the Queen of the Red Dragon!" muttered in a low voice, and the Queen of the Red Dragon, following the posture of Muradin, pulled the cork from the barrel and poured it into her mouth, a large stream of pale yellow liquor spilling out of her round lips, rolling down her full breasts, then sliding over her slender waist, and finally hiding in the short triangular leather pants that barely covered the base of her thighs.

"Something, it doesn't taste good at all. The Red Dragon Queen actually drank all the wine in the barrel in one go, then smacked her lips, threw the barrel aside angrily, and commented unceremoniously.

"Haha, Muradin, your ale is disliked!" Danas took the opportunity to fall into the well.

"Hmph, what do you know, Your Excellency just can't get used to drinking it, as long as you get used to it, everyone will love the taste of ale!" Muradin, as he took a large sip of ale and retorted. Of course, the image of the Red Dragon Queen has also been lowered a notch in the heart of this dwarf - after all, she is just a woman, and she doesn't even like ale!

"Prince Danas, the wine has arrived. Just then, a commotion came from the northern part of the fortress of Dammod, which attracted everyone's attention, and just as the people/stream in front of them had just parted, Ricks appeared in front of the crowd, and behind him, carts loaded with wagons of wine barrels, the wine from Prince Danas's camp, finally arrived.

"Well, it's hard work, send it to the boys. Prince Danas nodded at Ricks, and motioned to several soldiers pushing the cart to his side.

"Your Excellency, this is the wine of Whitewater Castle, and if you come and try this, it must be better than barley wine. Prince Danas lifted a barrel from the wine cart and handed it to the Red Dragon Queen.

"Really?" the Red Dragon Queen looked suspiciously, pulled the cork from the wine barrel, put her petite nose to the round hole and sniffed it, and suddenly there was a look of surprise in her eyes, and then she grunted and drank the barrel.

Unlike just now, this time the Red Dragon Queen wasted much less wine, she drank the wine in the barrel in one go, and then licked her ruddy lips with great satisfaction, smacked her lips again, and said loudly: "It's delicious!

"Haha, I'll just say, come, everybody, try it!" Prince Danas seemed pleased that his wine was better than the dwarven barley, and asked everyone to taste it.

Arthas was very interested in this wine, but he didn't have the ability to hold a barrel and drink it, but fortunately, Ricks took out a few wooden wine glasses from the wine cart like a trick, rinsed them with the wine, and handed them to Arthas and the others, causing the Red Dragon Queen to shout eagerly: "Hey, don't waste it, this is my wine, yes, this cart of wine is mine, you go drink other cars!"

"Well, this ......" Danas was a little embarrassed, he had just carried a barrel of wine from the car and handed it to Mograini, Arthas hurriedly comforted him: "Prince Danas, don't worry about her, she is just shouting." Danas looked at the Red Dragon Queen, and found that she was just holding a barrel of wine and drinking it, although her eyes were full of greed when she stared at the wine truck, but there was no specific action, so she put her mind at ease and continued to drink, and at the same time muttered in her heart - Prince Alsace and Her Excellency the Queen know each other very well, and even Her Excellency knows that Her Excellency is shouting.

"I'm not shouting, this cart won't be enough for me to drink!" muttered the Red Dragon Queen as she sipped the elixir in the barrel while holding the barrel.

Ricks took the wooden wine glass and handed it to Frostmourn and Arthas, but the little magic sword didn't bother to take care of him, just kept leaning on Arthas and rubbing it around, which made Arthas very embarrassed, and couldn't help but reprimand: "Little Frost, be polite, people will hand you a cup!"

Frost's sorrow got up from his master a little aggrieved, and sat down with a bitter face, and did not speak---Master, really, what is so delicious about this thing? If the master is really thirsty, drink Xiaoshuang's saliva, sweet, very delicious!

Arthas, unaware of how Frost Grief was trying to feed himself, smiled apologetically at Riches, took the cup from Richs, and nodded in thanks.

Ricks smiled at the foreign prince - a modest nobleman was always more likable. Ricks wasn't angry at Frost Sorrow's cold treatment, but when he saw Frost Sorrow's appearance, he thought that she shouldn't be in the mood to drink, so he skipped Frost Sorrow and handed Winlessa a wooden cup.

"Thank you...... Thank you. Winlesa was polite, and after whispering a thank you, took the wooden glass from Ricks' hand, and Ricks smiled at the beautiful High Elf, and picked up a barrel from the wine cart, intending to fill Arthas's glass. (You are a dignified marshal adjutant, can you not do the work of a bartender?)