My Frostmourne can't be so cute

As Alsace said, the restaurant here is exclusively for guests, and there are already maids and waiters who are placing food for the guests-seeing Alsace walking in front, they are all taken aback-sent to pick them up Where is the attendant who led the guests?Why did the prince bring these guests in person?

"Sit down! Lord Lothar, just treat this as your own home!"

Alsace sat down at the dining table very generously, and said loudly that the good education of the royal family members was revealed to him.

"Thank you."

Anduin Lothar nodded, then greeted everyone and sat at the table.

"Why are we left..."

Malone murmured—the members of the church followed Alonthos Faor, which made the team on Anduin Lothar's side pitifully small.

"It's not good to have fewer people, we can all eat more."

Khadgar said loudly.

"This grandpa...the food must be enough, don't worry, be careful to choke yourself."

Arthas reminded Khadgar kindly.

"what?"

Khadgar looked at Arthas, not knowing how to answer.

"Ahem... Arthas, this is Mage Khadgar in Dalaran. Although he looks like an old man, he is actually not a few years older than me."

Ma Long suppressed a smile and explained to Arthas.

"but……"

Alsace was dumbfounded--how could there be such a person?How can anyone look 70 years old before they are twenty?

"By the way, Uncle Anduin, is the meeting with His Majesty King Terenas going well?"

Although Ma Long knew that he would do something extra, he still asked.

"It went well. His Majesty King Terenas was surprised at first, but under the personal confirmation of Archbishop Alonthos and Mage Khadgar, he believed what happened to us and said that he would do his best to settle it. Our refugees."

Anduin Lothar said to Malone as he watched a maid bring the steaming butter bread to the table.

"Then... about the war? Didn't His Majesty King Terenas say he would be ready?"

Ma Long asked.

"This……"

Anduin Lothar hesitated, then shook his head.

"Such matters can only be decided after discussion. After all, the Alliance is not only a country in Lordaeron. The opinions of Dalaran and other kings are very important."

Khadgar added Anduin Lothar.

"I know, it's just... discussions with other kings may not be as smooth as today."

Malone reminded Khadgar and Anduin? Lothar-did he know how the kings quarreled during the meeting discussing how to resist the orcs.

"why would you say so?"

Anduin Lothar asked suspiciously—he thought the meeting should go smoothly.

"Not every king is as selfless as King Terenas. Some kings...Benedictus once talked to me about these kings, and some of them can't afford the adjective wise."

Malone borrowed the name of Benedictus to cover up why he, who had never been to the north in the future, knew something about the kings of this land.

"Anyway... With the support of His Majesty King Terenas, things should be much easier; but if you say that, Malone... When the kings are all there, you can attend the meeting with me. It’s good to know more."

Anduin Lothar considered Malone's words seriously, and then said.

"okay, I get it."

Ma Long nodded, wiped his hands and face with the wet towel presented by the maid, and then looked at the food on the dining table-it's time to open his stomach and eat!(To be continued.)

Fanwai 22

As Alsace said, the amount of food on the table was plenty, but it was a long time since Anduin Lothar and his party had eaten such delicious food.

The maids and attendants in the restaurant opened their eyes wide-eyed-if they hadn't known in advance that these were the guests from the south, they would really treat these people as beggars who went to the palace to eat and drink during the festival!

"Huh...hiccup!"

Varian Wrynn leaned on the padded high chair and touched his bulging belly.

"Holy light is on... I have never eaten so full before!"

Arthas said in an exaggerated tone-the atmosphere on the table just now was so terrible, even with him, he couldn't control his mouth.

"Prince Arthas, thank you and your father for your hospitality."

Anduin Lothar also ate his mouth full of oil, but he still expressed gratitude like the only Lordaeron royal family present.

"Master Lothar, don't say that! I want to thank Ma Long, he is now my swordsmanship teacher!"

Arthas said after a full hiccup.

"Swordsmanship teacher?"

Anduin Lothar looked at his nephew, wondering when he got such a title.

"Informal, temporary..."

Malone said quickly-he himself was Alonthos? Faor's student, and he was not a few years older than Alsace, it was too early to be a teacher for him.

"It turned out to be like this... Then Malone, you and Varian will stay with Prince Arthas for a while. Khadgar and I are going to see Your Majesty King Terenas."

Anduin Lothar stood up and said-about the resettlement of the refugees in Stormwind, and the types of materials needed and how to re-arm the troops in Stormwind, we need to discuss carefully with King Terenas of Lordaeron. a bit.

"I know."

Malone nodded and smiled in his heart-it seems that his uncle is not as old-fashioned as Uther. Although he is decent, he really has no plans to lose out in diplomacy and politics-let Stormwind be the future king Becoming friends with the Prince of Lordaeron is a cost-effective business for the current Stormwind City.

...

"Varian, Varian! What did you and my father say in the throne room?"

As soon as Anduin Lothar and Khadgar left, Arthas was no longer restrained. He jumped out of his chair excitedly, came to sit beside Malone, and then asked Varian Wrynn.

"Nothing to say, in short, those things that happened in the south, the orcs invasion, and... my father's affairs..."