My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Alleria shook her head and said.

"that……"

Rona Crowley bit her lip—she realized that this place was not her father's territory after all, and she was not her father.

Maybe Lord Darius Crowley can have the same right to speak in front of the coalition forces as Lord Vincent Godfrey, but Rona Crowley... she is still far away.

"You go to Arthas, Rona. We don't have the power and position to stop or intervene in all this, but Arthas has... I go to His Majesty King Terenas, and I will be on guard against that Vincent Gao Lord Frey’s. Go ahead, Rona, do you know where Alsace lives?"

Alleria quickly came up with a countermeasure, and then said to Rona Crowley.

"Well, I know, I'm going now."

Rona Crowley nodded, then turned around and ran towards Alsace's camp; Alleria watched the Gilneas girl's back further and further away, and then turned back to her camp— -She has to change at least one dress and take her own weapon.

...

Frostmourne lay in Alsace's arms, looking blankly at the top of the tent-even though it was late at night, the body of Little Demon Sword was special, and it was not difficult to see things in the dark.

Frostmourne was troubled-before leaving the Greymane Wall, she finally succeeded in getting her master to put the lower/body stick into the hole behind her, but...

Little Demon Sword had never experienced that kind of pain, even with the strength of her body, she was miserably unable to walk normally for several days.

Why does it become like this?

——Thinking of the pain that the body would be torn apart, Frostmourne felt that his "Three Hole Battle Plan" might not be completed.

In the final analysis, it is too big under the master!

——Little Demon Sword thought angrily, then got up from Alsace’s arms, rode on his waist, turned his back to his face, and stared at the big ball of Alsace’s pants/crotch/place Uplift, thoughtful.

Perhaps it was because of the fatigue of the journey, or it was because Frostmourne's body was too light, and Arthas was not awakened by her.

The Prince of Lordaeron was still asleep, and his beautiful fiancee reached out to his pajamas playfully-the little magic sword easily took off his master's pants, just like Arthas It's as easy as taking off her skirt.

The moment the pants were taken off, Frostmourne instinctively lifted her head up-the hard bend broke free from the shackles of the clothes, bounced up suddenly, and almost hit her nose.

"bad guy……"

Frostmourne grumbled and caught Arthas's still wobbly heart, and then found that he couldn't hold one hand, so he had to use two hands.

"Such a long guy... I must have stabbed Xiaoshuang every time!"

Frostmourne muttered to himself, then grabbed Alsace's fiery ben and shook it from side to side, and then began to think about how to make the master's place smaller.

"His Royal Highness, Prince Arthas, are you in there? I'm Rona? Crowley, I have important and urgent things to discuss with you!"

At this moment, the door curtain of Alsace's tent was lifted, and with a hasty sound, a figure slid in.(To be continued.)

798 Tail

After Rona Crowley separated from Alleria, she rushed all the way to the camp where Arthas was.

This Gilneas girl keenly felt the taste of conspiracy from the arrival of Lord Vincent Godfrey. In order to prevent her father’s previous political investment from wasting, she plans to do everything she can to avoid Jean? The conspiracy of Greymane and Lord Vincent Godfrey succeeded.

But this process didn't go as smoothly as Rona Crowley had imagined-she had just arrived in front of Alsace's camp and faced a dilemma.

There were no guards in front of Alsace's camp—the curtain was hanging there.

Rona Crowley knew that she could walk in with a single lift, but... she didn't understand why the royal guards of Lordaeron did not protect their princes strictly, especially in such a foreign country full of enemies. .

Rona? Crowley had hesitated to tell her first or something, but then she knew she had no time, so she shouted and walked into Alsace's camp.

The camp was dark and Rona Crowley could hardly see anything; she reached into her arms, trying to find the fire, but found that she was only wearing a coat with silk pajamas inside.

"His Royal Highness Prince Arthas! Where are you? I'm Rona from Gilneas? Crowley, I have very important things to report to you!"

Rona Crowley didn't want to run around, so she could only walk forward while groping and shouting Alsace's name.

"Shut up, you stupid woman!"

Suddenly, a crisp voice came from not far in front of Rona Crowley-although she could not see anything, she heard that it was the voice of the beautiful fiancee of His Royal Highness Prince Arthas.

"Shuang...Ms. Shuang?"

Rona Crowley also used the same names as Vereesa, Jaina and others for Frostmourne.

"Keep it down, idiot! What's the matter with you guy?"

Frostmourne scolded Rona Crowley angrily.

"I……"

Rona Crowley just wanted to answer, but felt that something was wrong; thinking about it carefully, she couldn't help being shocked-she clearly felt that she did not hear the voice of this "Ms. Frost".

Frostmourne’s voice seemed to have some magical power, and it penetrated into Rona Crowley’s ears; in order to confirm her guess, Rona Crowley covered her ears, but Frostmourne’s voice But it still hasn't weakened.

"Stop wordy, just say it! Otherwise, if you wake up the master, Xiaoshuang will kill you!"

Frostmourne's voice was full of impatience.

"But... Ms. Frost, can you let me light the candle first? I can't see anything now..."

Rona Crowley pleaded.

"What a troublesome woman..."

Frostmourne muttered angrily, then cast a spell.

A light blue ball of light suddenly appeared on the ceiling of the camp, like a small moon, illuminating everything in the tent.

"Thank you, Ms. Frost, it makes me more comfortable. I'm here to tell Prince Arthas that his father is... dangerous... dangerous..."

Rona Crowley saw Frostmourne riding on Alsace, she quickly introduced the situation to the fiancée of His Royal Highness Prince Alsace, while... her mouth was speechless.

"Danger? That old man is in danger? It's troublesome now. You have to wake up the Lord...Hey, what is the danger? Don't lie to Xiaoshuang!"

Frostmourne talked to herself for a while, then said to Rona Crowley with some suspicion.

But Rona Crowley didn’t hear what Frostmourne was talking about—or, she didn’t have the energy to pay attention anymore—her eyes were all focused on Frostmourne, the one almost reaching her lips. The thick/large cylindrical object.

"That...that...what is that?"

Rona Crowley stammered, pointing at Frostmourne-she was trembling all over, and she didn't know if she was frightened or angry.

"This? This is Xiaoshuang's thing! Don't want to grab it!"

Frostmourne immediately raised her head alertly and glared at Rona Crowley, then panicked and tried to use her body to block Arthas' fiery heart.