It's another sunny morning, Her Royal Highness Kalia, Princess of the Kingdom of Lordaeron? Minethiel's personal maid, Taresha? Folkestone walked briskly through the Lordaeron Palace, a big smile on her face.

"Hello, Uncle Vermore! Hello, Mama Passani! ”

Taressa greeted every servant in the palace who met along the way—six years later, she still maintained the innocence of the little maid in Dunhold Castle, even though she was already the most trusted person of Her Royal Highness Princess Kalia.

Both the gardeners in the garden and the guards on duty in the palace responded to Taresa in a friendly manner—on the one hand, this lively and kind maiden did bring life to the solemn palace of Lordaeron, and on the other hand...... Who wouldn't want to curry favor with the celebrity in front of Her Royal Highness Princess Kalia?

Skirting the balcony on the second floor of the main hall of the Royal Palace of Lordaeron, Taresa turned into the corridor to her left, where Her Royal Highness Princess Kalia was enjoying morning tea in the garden, and she had been ordered to invite Her Royal Highness's younger brother, Her Royal Highness Prince Arthas.

For the sake of royal privacy, servants and guards were rarely present in the corridor outside the bedroom of His Royal Highness Prince Alsace; Taresa gently stepped on the soft red carpet on the ground and came to the bedroom of His Royal Highness Prince Arthas, and gently raised her hand to knock on the door, but found that the door was not closed tightly, but left a small gap.

Taresa didn't know why His Royal Highness Prince Alsace didn't close the door tightly, but ...... The staccato sound of a strange sound coming from the room made the maid drop her raised hand. Quietly bent down, leaned in front of the crack in the door, and peeked inside.

"Ah......h

A very thin call almost came out of Taresha's mouth - she quickly covered her pink lips with her hand. Don't let yourself make any sound, her fair and beautiful face is already red.

The first thing that caught Taretha's eye was a mahogany bed, with a partition at the end of the bed facing the door, and two white "long snakes" were entwined together - they were the naked bodies of two people.

From Taresha's point of view, she couldn't see the faces of the two bodies, but ...... Think with your toes. Everyone knows that this must be His Royal Highness the Prince of Alsace and his fiancée, Lady Frost!

What are His Royal Highness Prince Alsace and Lady Frost doing? - Taressa's face turned redder - she had grown up in Dunhold Castle, and was usually in contact with either grooms or servants and the sons of servants, and the vulgar peasants would often make a loud noise in the courtyard of the castle. Even the young Taresa has heard about some things between men and women.

Taresa knew what His Royal Highness Prince Arthas and Frost were doing, and she knew she should leave right away - in case she was discovered by His Royal Highness Prince Arthas and Frost inside, or if she was seen by other servants and guards snooping. Then you're doomed!

But. Out of some complicated mind, Taresa didn't leave—she knelt on the red carpet and gently pushed the door a little wider.

……

"Don't do this, master, you still have to deal with government affairs!"

Frost Sorrow writhed in Arthas's arms, trying to break free from her master's hands on her delicate body.

"It's done in the afternoon."

Arthas hugged Frost Sorrow tightly, using his strong thighs to clamp the little magic sword's body tightly to prevent her from moving. Then he took the opportunity to put his hand under the pale blue floral dress of Frost Sorrow.

The hem of the little magic sword's long skirt was pushed up to the root of the thighs by the owner, and the two slender and straight beauty/legs were caught by Arthas and couldn't move, at the same time. Frost Sorrow could also feel the master's fingertips brushing the delicate and soft skin of his crotch - itchy, but with a strange irritation.

"Don't, master, you're going to do bad things again! I just did it last night! ”

Frostmourn pouted and grabbed Arthas's arm with her small hands, trying to slip out of his arm and run away.

"So what does it matter? I've been delayed in Gilneth for so long before, and I can't let you go when I come back this time! ”

Arthas rolled over, crushing the Frost Sorrow underneath him, and at the same time clasped the hands of the little magic sword tightly to his lower abdomen - cool, and in this early summer season, this touch is even more refreshing.

"No...... No way! It still hurts! ”

Frost Sorrow blushed and said - the master is really necrotic!

"Where does it hurt?"

Arthas's lips kissed softly on Frostmourn's fair cheeks, and he stroked the smooth black hair of the little magic sword with one hand - although he was already considered an "old husband and wife", in the face of Frostsorrow's stunning appearance and figure, Arthas always easily lost all ability to resist.

"Here, here...... Master, you are holding Xiaoshuang's hand! ”

Frost said sadly - she wanted to show her master with her fingers, but she couldn't pull her little hand out of Arthas's lower abdomen.

"Don't use your fingers, tell me, Frost...... What's the pain? ”

Arthas hugged the little demon sword tighter, and although he was still asking Frostmourn's question, he didn't seem to care about the answer he gave - because he had kissed Frostsorrow's cold lips fiercely in the next second.

"Hmm......"

Frostmourn let out a rapid moan/moan, a natural reaction to the attack on Red Lips; Soon, however, the little magic sword did not put any obstacles in her master's way, and she obediently opened her mouth and kissed her master intoxicated—Frost Sorrow was a little resistant to the real intercourse with Arthas, but the kiss with her master ...... Little Magic Sword still enjoyed it, because she felt that this was the best proof of the unique relationship between herself and her master - only Xiaoshuang could kiss her master like this, and only the master could kiss Xiaoshuang like this!

Arthas is no longer the ignorant boy who was pressed against the wall by Frost Sorrow six years ago and didn't know how to respond, in the past six years, he and Frost Sorrow have tried many, many different kinds of boudoir/room//of//pleasure, he not only knows how to let himself enjoy such a hot kiss, but also knows how to arouse the passion of Frost Sorrow.

Arthas used his tongue to entangle the fragrant tongue of Frost Sorrow without hesitation, he sucked the cold tongue of the little magic sword hard, and even gently choked the slippery little thing with his own teeth, as if to lure the snake out of the hole, pulled it out of Frost Sorrow's mouth, and then used the tip of his tongue to taste the small protrusions that appeared on the surface of Frost Sorrow's tongue because of exposure to the air. (To be continued......)