Thinking back to the day of the triumph, Arthas felt as if his father was even more excited than he was. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Only the army of Ironforge, led by Muradine Copperbeard, returned to Lordaeron with Arthas, and the dwarven warriors were to recuperate here before returning to Ironforge.

Stormwind's troops, led by Varian Wrynn, have made their way to the Whispering Shores of the Tirisfard Glade, where they will board ships bound for Stormwind.

Before leaving, Arthas and Varian Ureon were very reluctant, and that made Frost Sorrow a little jealous.

Prince Danas of Fort Rapids parted ways in Stratholm and Arthas, and they were to make their way south back to the Arathi Heights to report the victory to King Solas.

Of course, both Prince Danas and Varian Ureon took a handsome amount of loot.

The amount of treasure from Zuaman was greater than Alsace could have imagined; Trolls live a relatively primitive life, and currency circulation is relatively rare, but this does not prevent them from collecting metals such as gold.

And the tens of thousands of years of accumulation of the Amani Empire have cheapened the alliance of humans, dwarves and high elves.

Arthas remembered the greedy look in his eyes when he told the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Alfonso Duirtara, to count the loot.

King Terenus gave a great feast for the triumph of his son, which lasted even for several days; However, Arthas did not have the opportunity to attend these feasts, for he was pestered by his sister, Kalia Minehir, to tell her everything that had happened in Zuaman.

Today, the first day after Arthas returned to Lordaeron, he went to his father's study to attend to his government, and when he took his father's seal and fastened it to the order of Stratholme and the other noble realms to move the inhabitants to the Wraithlands, Arthas couldn't help but sigh that everything was different.

The fall of the Amani Empire is of great significance to the continent, and there is no news from Quel'Thallas yet, but Arthas believes that the Silvermoon Council there must have been overwhelmed with accusations and arguments these days.

The elders of the High Elves must have never imagined that their allies would be able to achieve such a victory; This victory must have disrupted all their previous plans.

As the commander who brought about this victory, Arthas felt the pressure to the fullest; It was the first time he had experienced the burden of the security of a nation, a race, and an entire coalition - both before and after crossing the flow of time.

This trip to Zuaman made Arthas realize that in order to be a worthy king, it is not enough to rely on the strength of Frost Sorrow, he must be calmer and wiser.

Arthas then realized why his father had let him handle government affairs for him, and he thought that with his experience in two lives, he would be able to take over his father's kingdom easily; But now he understands that taking over the throne is easy, but he still has a long way to go if he wants to do better.

"The hosts! Master! ”

It was here that a pair of soft, cold little hands, pinching Alsace's cheeks, pulled him back to reality.

"Xiaoshuang, what's wrong?"

Arthas grasped Frost Sorrow's small, smooth hands in his palms and gently held her as he pulled her into his arms.

Frost Sorrow sat obediently on his master's lap and leaned back against Arthas's chest, pouting his little pink mouth and looking at his master disapprovingly.

"Master, what were you just thinking? Frost is talking to you! ”

Arthas was troubled by the white-eyed Frost Sorrow that appeared in Zuaman, but it seemed that Frost Sorrow was not concerned about it at all, because she had always thought that it must be the master, the big stupid dragon, the small/breasted Winlessa, and the bad woman Gianna had mistaken it.

No, Frostmourn was bored in King Terenus's study, and when he felt that Arthas had neglected him, he pestered his master again.

"Oh...... Xiaoshuang, what did you just say? ”

Arthas did not listen to Frost Sorrow, and asked softly as he buried his head in Frost Sorrow's neck, sniffing at the strange, vague fragrance.

Xiaoshuang said...... Oops, master, don't get it, it's itchy! Cluck...... Xiaoshuang said that tonight, I want to surprise the host! ”

Frost Sorrow replied loudly as she smiled coquettishly to avoid Arthas's teasing.

"Surprise? At night? Little frost, you won't be ......"

Arthas was stunned for a moment, and then a vague smile appeared on his face - whether it was when he fought in Zuamman, or in the past few days when he returned to the palace of Lordaeron, Arthas and Frost were sad, but it had been a long time since they had done such a "shameful thing"!

"Yes...... Yes...... Master, Xiaoshuang tonight, you must surprise the master! ”

When it comes to the private/intimate matters between the husband and wife's bed/flute, Frost's sorrow is very open, and her pretty face is neither red nor white, but she is talking to Arthas in a serious tone.

"Oh? Is it? That...... Why do we have to wait until the evening? ”

Arthas looked at Little Magic Sword's serious expression with great interest, and then stood up from his seat with her in his arms, and said with a smile.

"But...... It's still daytime and the host ......"

Frost Grief exclaimed, and the slender lotus arm quickly wrapped around Arthas's neck to prevent him from falling to the ground, and then said nervously to Arthas.

"What are you afraid of during the day, who called Xiaoshuang You said it in advance...... How can I continue to work without seeing the surprise you are talking about? Regarding this, Xiaoshuang, you have to take responsibility! ”

Arthas lowered his head, kissed Frost Sorrow's white cheek, and then said forcefully.

"Oh...... Well......"

Just a kiss, the little magic sword was a little dizzy with happiness; Despite knowing that she was no match for her master in bed/on the bed, Frost Sorrow decided to give up on her responsibilities as Alsace's fiancée!

Anyway...... I have already decided to surprise the host tonight, haven't I?

- Little Magic Sword thought like this, and suddenly felt very shy in his heart; After all, it was the "surprise"!

Males who are eager to vent their desires/desires are the most feared creatures in the world, and Alsace is no exception; Soon, he and Frostmourn were in their bedrooms—faster than ever.