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"We also sleep in bed/up, and it's not like there's no place." Arthas stripped off the civilian clothes he wore for dinner, until all that was left was his shirt and trousers.

"That'...... How's that going to work? How can we sleep with this big stupid dragon? Frost Sorrow protested.

"What's wrong with that......" Arthas yawned - would you like to take a shower? Otherwise, forget it...... I'm exhausted.

"But, but...... "Frost Sorrow sat down beside Arthas, "only a couple can sleep together...... The master and Xiaoshuang must get married, what's the matter with this big stupid dragon? ”

"How can there be such a rule......" Arthas was amused by the sorrow of the frost.

"And...... And this stupid dragon got into our bed without taking off his shoes! Seeing the nonchalant smile on Arthas's face, Frost Sorrow said angrily.

How could the owner not attach importance to such a thing? Only you can lie on the master's bed/, especially when the master is still sleeping on it!

"And say that others ......," Arthas dotingly scraped the tip of Frost's sad nose with his fingers, "haven't you always taken off your shoes to bed?" ”

"Anyway...... Anyway the host, let's get rid of her! "Frost Grief is still haunted by the Red Dragon Queen sleeping here.

"Forget it, Frost ......" Arthas climbed onto the bed, Frost Sorrow winking. Her Excellency is already pitiful. ”

"Master, you've always been so abusive...... Frost Sorrow was dissatisfied, but without further ado, she sensibly kicked off her own shoe. A pair of playful little feet rushed to Arthas's side and hugged him.

"Hey, Xiaoshuang, say in advance, Your Excellency the Queen is here, don't mess around!" Arthas also wrapped his arms around Frostmourn's slender, soft waist. Leaning his face against her chest, feeling the strange cold sensation.

"Sure enough, let's drive her away, and then we'll do something shameful, master!" As soon as I heard Alsace say this. Frost's sorrow has bad thoughts again.

"Arthas......" At this moment, the Red Dragon Queen suddenly spoke, and an extremely small voice spat out from her lips, as if it was just a confused murmur.

Arthas motioned for Frost Sorrow not to speak yet. Then turn your head sideways to look at the Red Dragon Queen.

The sleeping beauty had a sad and frightened look on her face. Her hands moved to her chest, gripping the hem of her shirt tightly.

Her Excellency must have said that she was the lover...... Arthas thought this, and sighed inwardly—I wonder what kind of promise the guy with the same name as himself had made, and what had happened between him and Her Excellency the Queen, that it would do her so much harm.

"Arthas, don't leave me......" The Red Dragon Queen seemed to have a nightmare, and she reached out sharply and grabbed one of Arthas's arms.

"Oops!" Arthas exclaimed. Hurriedly went to look at the face of the Red Dragon Queen.

The Red Dragon Queen still had her eyes closed, as if she hadn't woken up from her sleep; This made Arthas very difficult - what should he do?

"The hosts. This stupid dragon is too much! Frost Grief huffed and hugged Arthas's other arm.

"Don't be noisy, Xiaoshuang...... Forget it, Her Excellency is very uncomfortable, she can do whatever she likes......" Arthas sighed, turned over and lay on his back, lest he be torn in half by the two women.

"The master always says this, but who will comfort Xiaoshuang!" Frost Sorrow tightened Arthas's arm in his arms, and said pitifully.

Xiaoshuang's owner is about to be half taken away by this stupid dragon, who can understand Xiaoshuang's discomfort!

"Alright, Frost, stop messing around......" Arthas patted Little Magic Sword's cheek and said, "You don't need to sleep, I still need it......"

"Oh......" Frost Grief closed her mouth aggrievedly and rested her head lightly on Arthas's body.

For a moment, Alsace's bedroom became very quiet, except for the faint candlelight on the wall hanging, and the even breathing of the three people on the bed/on it.

"Master, are you asleep?" Frost Sorrow asked cautiously.

"Haven't ...... yet" Arthas opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Frost's sad face, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Xiaoshuang is going to be the queen of the master, right?" Frost's sad eyes were full of anticipation.

"Well, that's right." Arthas nodded.

"Oh......" Frost Grief snorted, then stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Arthas asked curiously—he didn't think Frost Sorrow would be interested in the position of queen of a mortal country, but why did Little Magic Sword bother with that title?

"Queen...... How's that? Frost Grief muttered, "Master, Frost has never been a queen...... Will it be a disgrace to the owner? ”

Sometimes, Frost Sorrow feels that it is good to stay by her master's side like this, and to be a heartless little girl.

But the master is His Royal Highness the Prince of Lordaeron, and sooner or later he will inherit the throne; If she is the wife of her master, she will become the queen of a country.

In the memories of those souls who were taken away by the sorrow of frost, the "queen" without exception is high and inviolable, and those souls respect their queen very much, but the sorrow of frost has no confidence in himself.

Especially after meeting the Red Dragon Queen, Frost Sorrow cares a lot about what the Red Dragon said happened 10,000 years ago.

Frostmourn has always been troubled by his past - what was he doing before he met Arthas again? - Sleeping, because Naozu got a rune magic sword.

Before that, he also met Kil'Gardan of the Burning Legion, and drew a little soul power from him; But in the memory of the previous one, the sorrow of frost was completely gone.

Frost Grief couldn't figure out who he was, what had happened before; Could it really be that there is still a master before the current master, as those red dragons said?

This...... It's horrible!

Frost Sorrow shuddered - it must not be like this, the master is his only master.

"The host...... We'll never be apart, no matter what happens, right? Frost Grief rolled over Arthas's body, holding Arthas's face in both hands.

"Of course, Frost." Arthas made a promise to Frostmourn.

"Hmm!" Frostmourn nodded, then lowered her head and fell on Arthas's body, kissing her master on the lips fiercely. (To be continued......)