"Of course I know, thank you anyway, Ms. Sylvanas."

Arthas, who seemed to have grown accustomed to Sylvanas's bad attitude, just smiled and replied.

But Frost Sorrow couldn't stand Sylvanas's attitude, and she ran up to Sylvanas with a menacing attitude, looking at her with a swagger.

"Hey, Sylvanas, you wicked woman, don't talk like that to your master!"

Frost Grief said with a huff.

"He is your master, not mine."

Sylvanas snorted in defense.

Having spent some time in the palace of Lordaeron, Sylvanas had grown accustomed to Frostmourn calling Arthas her master—she didn't know why, and she wasn't interested.

"Of course, the master is just the owner of Xiaoshuang! A guy like you, even if you give it to the master for nothing, the master won't want it! ”

Frost Sorrow didn't know where the sense of superiority came from, and said triumphantly.

"You!"

Sylvanas, no matter how cold she was, was annoyed by Frost Sorrow, and she couldn't help but quarrel with Frost Sorrow.

At the same time, Arthas noticed a rather strange figure.

"Hey, Your Excellency, don't you have to sleep?"

Arthas walked over to a round table and sat down, and said to the Red Dragon Queen, who was frantically stuffing the food on the table into her mouth.

"When you're hungry, get up and eat......"

The Red Dragon Queen replied indistinctly, and it was clear that no one had asked her to swallow what was in her mouth before she spoke.

"Oh......"

Arthas nodded. No more asking.

In recent days, the Red Dragon Queen has regularly injected Alsace with Red Dragon Essence every day. This also made her more lazy, and sometimes she would fall asleep during the day.

"His Royal Highness Prince Arthas. Your black tea! ”

Taresa trotted to Arthas's side and poured him a small cup of warm black tea.

"Thank you, Taresha."

Arthas said with a smile.

"No...... No thanks......"

Taresa blushed and hurriedly excused herself.

Arthas just smiled at Taressa, then picked up his teacup and took a sip of his teatea.

"Huh?"

Arthas was stunned for a moment, then put down the teacup in his hand and looked carefully at the black tea inside.

"What's wrong? His Royal Highness the Prince of Alsace. Isn't it delicious? ”

Taresa seemed a little nervous, she hugged the big teapot and looked at Arthas and asked.

"Not really...... It just feels a little different...... Today's black tea has been prepared by other servants? ”

Arthas asked curiously.

"Hmm...... I made this pot of black tea...... It must be hard to drink, right? I said I couldn't do it, but Her Royal Highness Princess Kalia wants me to learn ......."

Taresa explained in a bit of a hurry, and for some reason, she looked like she was about to cry.

"No, no, no, it's not bad at all. You...... Taresha, you've made black tea. Haven't you tasted it yourself? ”

Arthas hurriedly comforted Taresha, but from the little maid's words, he seemed to know something.

"Hmm...... There is no ......"

Taresa replied with her head bowed.

"Then let's try it now!"

Arthas said with a smile, then handed his teacup to Taresha.

"Huh? What the? I...... I ......"

Taresa looked at the teacup that Arthas handed to her. Somewhat at a loss - how dare she drink tea from an Alsatian teacup?

"It's okay, come on!"

Arthas stood up and grinned as he snatched the large teapot from Taresha's arms. Placed it on the round table, and then forced the teacup in his hand to Taresha.

"Take it! Otherwise, I'll let go! ”

Arthas joked with Taresa in a threatening tone.

"Oh. Oh......"

Taressa didn't dare to let Princess Kalia's favorite teacup break, so she had to take it. With Alsace's encouraging smile, he took a gentle sip.

"Like...... It seems to be okay......"

Taresa didn't know exactly what the difference between good black tea and bad black tea was, but purely from the taste buds, she felt that her craftsmanship was not as bad as she imagined.

"Right!"

Arthas took the teacup from Taresha's mouth, then drank the rest of the black tea in one gulp, and said to Taresa with a smile.

"As long as you study hard, you will be able to make the best black tea one day!"

Arthas said encouragingly to Taresha.

"Hmm!"

Taresa nodded heavily, she was determined that from today onwards, she would learn how to make good black tea from the most experienced attendants and maids in the palace, and she would definitely not disappoint the Prince of Arthas!

Settling back in his seat, Arthas smiled as he looked at Taresa as she ran away.

The act of traveling through the flow of time with Frost Sorrow has changed so many things.

Alsace was certainly concerned about the uncertain future, but things are changing for the better.

Taresa was taken to Lordaeron's palace by herself, and at least she wouldn't have been subjected to Blackmore's corporal punishment anyway.

Gianna's older brother Drake has been turned into a death knight by himself, and he may have a lot of troubles in his life in the future, but at least he is still "alive".

At least whether it's Gianna or Dalin? Prodmore, there will be no more lost loved ones.

Arthas didn't know what the fate of the Red Dragon Queen, who had been imprisoned by the orcs in the original time stream, was unsure, but he believed it would not be as good as it was now.

At least in the heart of the Red Dragon Queen, she must prefer to stay in the garden, bask in the warm sun, and feast.

Lordaeron, and the whole of the North, will not be devastated by his fall into darkness, and Kel'thugad is honestly studying the question of why there are so many stars in the sky, or where the rivers on earth eventually flow.

Although his father sometimes gets weird, whether it's when he makes weird jokes or messes up his hair like a child.

But at least he can feel his father's love now, although he has found him a troublesome "old love/person".

What's more, although time is no longer and the future is unknown, he and Frost's Sorrow still live happily together, forever, never apart.

Looking at the noisy Frost Sorrow and Sylvanas, Wen Lesa who was anxious to persuade on the side, and Aurelia who chatted with Kalia gracefully......

How great would it be if a qiē could go on like this forever......

- Looking at a qiē in the garden, Arthas thought to himself and picked up his teacup. (To be continued......)