When he saw the group of guests in plate armor entering the courtyard of the palace, Arthas-Minehir blinked in surprise.

The thick, scarred plate armor, Arthas was suspicious that if he were draped over himself, he would be completely unable to move......

The soldiers who walked in front of them all looked like they had been on the battlefield for a long time...... Especially the one at the front, who exudes an aura that is even more terrifying than Uther, the mentor of Arthas!

"What are you doing here!" A majestic and gentle voice came from behind him.

When I thought of Uther, Uther came......

Arthas turned around, pointed to the guests who were almost all entering the palace, and asked softly, "Those people, who are they?" ”

"Exiles from Stormwind!" Uther said in a deep voice: "About a thousand ships landed in Nanhai Town a few days ago, and ......"

"Stormwind...... Exiles? The young prince only thought it was incredulous: "That is, Stormwind has fallen...... How could it be? ”

"I don't know." Uther shook her head, "But it should be known soon...... Anduin Lothar and Prince Varian are meeting your father. ”

"Anduin-Lothar!" Arthas excitedly said, "I know him! ”

"The Lion of Azeroth......

"His Majesty Ryan-Orien's Hand of the King......"

"The Last Bloodline of the Empire of Arathas......"

"The President of the Iron Horse Brotherhood......"

"Astral Mage Medivan's loyal comrade-in-arms......"

Arthas uttered a bunch of names in one breath......

"Those are just minstrel legends!" Uther smiled and said, "You should look at the knights less!" ”

Arthas quickly lowered his head, but if the warrior at the front was Anduin Lothar, he would have looked worthy of his name......

"Come back with me, your mother is waiting for you!" Uther patted Arthas on the shoulder, "She needs you to receive our guest, Prince Varian...... No, it's King Varian now! ”

"The King?" Arthas was stunned: "What about His Majesty Lane......"

He remembered that Uther's name was not included in Ryan-Ureon.

"Hey!" Uther sighed, "Your Majesty Ryan, you have been martyred in Stormwind!" ”

"Poor Varian!" Arthas muttered to himself.

Although he had not met the prince across the sea, he was already a little distressed by the other party.

He lost his city, his kingdom, and even his father......

Suddenly thinking of the day when Terenus left him, Arthas couldn't help but shudder...... It's horrible.

"We have to hurry!" Uther urged.

"Okay......" Arthas nodded hurriedly.

……

Ten minutes later, Arthas saw Varian.

He was emaciated and haggard, but with a broad skeleton...... He'll be a good warrior like his father and Lord Lothar! Arthas guessed.

Jialia sat beside him, as if comforting something.

When she saw Arthas coming, her sister stood up:

"This is Varian-Wrynn!"

"Varian!" Arthas bowed and greeted, "Welcome to Lordaeron. ”

Varian smiled a little reluctantly, perhaps because of the long journey, his face was a little pale...... And his silk coat, though very luxurious, looked as if it had not been washed for two weeks......

"Thank you and your father for your hospitality......" Varian bowed gracefully.

"Arthas-Minehir, my brother!" Jialia introduced on the side.

"Nice to meet you, Arthas!" Varian smiled and nodded.

He's mature...... Alsace judged in his heart that although he looked only a few years older than himself, he was much more mature.

"I'm sorry for your experience......" Looking at Varian's pale face, Arthas couldn't help but speak.

The prince of Stormwind suddenly shuddered, as if he had fallen into a painful memory.

Arthas didn't know how to comfort people, he held back for a long time before he said: "Your father, I think he must have died in battle......

"Nope! He died in a betrayal! Varian growled, his previously polite and gentle voice suddenly becoming a little more tyrannical: "A traitor, an assassin, he trusted her so much, and she killed him...... Right in his fortress, I'm right next to him......"

Varian's eyes were bloodshot, but not a single tear remained......

"I'm so sorry!" Arthas said at a loss.

"I'll kill her!" Varian said indifferently, "One day, I will kill all those orcs......"

"I'll help you!" Arthas couldn't help but add, "Let's go kill all those orcs together!" ”

"Thank you......"

"Arthas!" The sister on the side, Caria, reminded him: "Varian came from the south, maybe you can take him to take a bath......"

"Shall we go to the shower, Varian?" Arthas asked.

"Okay!"

……

After coming out of the bathhouse, Varian seemed to be a different person, and his face was radiant.

He was tall and muscular, and the servants of the palace helped him find him the clothes of an adult, and he could just put them on.

This made Arthas a little frustrated, with the other party, he was like a child, and he was like an adult.

But that frustration quickly faded...... Because Varian was a very good playmate, a playmate he had never met before, almost the same age, and there was no status gap.

They have been fencing and playing together for the past few days.

Varian is a little more mature, but he's still a kid after all......

After a few days, the gloom on his face faded......

The two boys were in the armory every day, wearing helmets and leather chest guards, and stabbing with wooden practice swords.

However, Alsace lost more than he won, and this was after Varian conceded many times.

"I feel like I'm pretty bad!" The prince of Lordaeron said with some dismay.

"You're a few years younger than me, Arthas!" Varian smiled and shook his head, "When you're as old as me, I'm definitely not your match." ”

Galia Minahir suddenly appears in the armory, and she knows very well what the two princes are doing.

"Do you want to join in, Galia?" Arthas waved the wooden sword in his hand.

"I'm a girl, so I don't want to dance with a sword!" The princess of Lordaeron frowned:

"I'm here to tell you something...... The leaders of the seven kingdoms of mankind have all arrived at the palace, do you want to go and have a look? ”