My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Varian Wrynn said in a low mood-he has not yet come out of the pain of losing his father.

"Ah! Your father... is being..."

Arthas exclaimed, covering his mouth with his hand.

"Alsace, shhh..."

Malone patted Alsace on the shoulder, shook his head at him, and whispered-there is nothing more desperate than seeing a loved one being assassinated but being helpless.

"Yes, those orcs... they killed my father, that... that half-blood, she..."

The expression on Varian Wrynn's face became a little distorted, and Arthas felt a little terrible. He quietly leaned against Malone, letting himself feel a little more secure.

Malone was silent—he knew who Varian Wrynn was talking about—the female orc named Garona who killed Varian Wrynn’s father and brought his head to The warchief of the orcs, Orgrim? Doomhammer, escaped from the camp of the orcs, and may now be living in seclusion.

Malone didn’t want to pretend to understand Varian Wrynn’s current emotions. He could only pat the Stormwind prince on the shoulder to show comfort-any words are unnecessary now, because they cannot make Vari Ann Wrynn's father came back from the dead.

"I'm okay, Malone. Teacher Lothar said that we can't lose ourselves in hatred, but we must become stronger under the spur of hatred; one day I will avenge my father, one day."

Varian Wrynn pressed an ugly smile on his face and said to Malone.

"Of course, I will help you."

Malone replied.

"Are you friends? Good friends?"

Arthas interrupted.

"Yes, Prince Alsace, and Malone are good friends. We grew up together, and Tiffany...we are all friends."

Varian Wrynn said to Arthas.

"I don't have friends... Kalia is my sister, it seems that I can't count as a friend..."

Alsace felt a little distressed and said-Lord Ding is not a prosperous member of the royal family of Lordaeron. This generation of Menethil's family has only two children, he and Kalia. Due to identity restrictions, it is difficult for Alsace to reach Children of his age, and play together.

"It's okay, Arthas, haven't I said before, you and Varian are now friends."

Ma Long smiled and said to Arthas-this little guy who had lived in the palace for a long time was overprotected by his parents. A child his age would not do without a playmate.

"Yeah, we are friends now, so I can call you Alsace from now on."

Varian Wrynn said without seeing the outside world.

"Okay! Go, let's go to my room, I will show you my toys and many other fun things."

Arthas happily jumped out of his chair and said to Malone and Varian Wrynn, forgetting that his two new friends had already passed the age of "playing with toys".

"Let's go, Varian, I want to hear too, what have you talked about with His Majesty King Terenas."

Malone stood up from his chair and said to Varian Wrynn.

...

Arthas's room was very large, which made Varian Wrynn quite envious—in contrast, his room in the Palace of Stormwind was pitifully small.

"Tell me, how does it feel to participate in such a meeting for the first time?"

Malone found a soft cushion, sat on the floor of Alsace's big bed, and asked Varian Wrynn.

Arthas heard the conversation between Malone and Varian Wrynn, and his interest greatly increased. He quickly stopped looking for novel things everywhere to share with these two new friends, he was by Malone’s side, seriously Listen to what Varian Wrynn said next.

"What else? Anyway, there is no place for me to speak... It just feels that this kind of discussion is so serious, I sweat a lot, and I am nervous... Originally, Ma Long, you said that you would go in with me. ?"

Varian Wrynn sat across from Malone, complaining with a dissatisfaction.(To be continued.)

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"I'm not the prince of Stormwind... You have been sitting there stupidly without saying anything?"

Ma Long asked curiously.

"Don't mention it, it's really embarrassing... When His Majesty King Terenas asked me, I forgot how to speak! If it wasn't for Teacher Lothar to answer that question for me, I really didn't know what to do. ."

Varian Wrynn replied with an annoyed look.

"No... Alsace's father is so scary?"

Malone was unbelievable.

"Yeah! My father is very kind! It's just that he's been strict with me... No! It's too strict! I also want to participate in such discussions like you, Varian, and I also want to go to the battlefield like Ma Long to fight the enemy Fight... hey hey!"

As he spoke, Arthas gestured in the air with his hands, as if the wooden sword he had thrown beside him was still in his hand.

"How old are you... Teacher Lothar and my father didn't allow me to go to the battlefield!"

Varian Wrynn gave Arthas a blank look and said-why is this kid opening his mouth and going to the battlefield?What does he think is a war?Children's games?

"Why? Varian, aren't you about the same age as Malone? Why can he but you can't?"

Arthas asked curiously.

"Well... Malone and I both learned how to fight from Teacher Lothar, but... he is much better than me."

Varian Wrynn said calmly.

"That's it..."

Alsace's eyes were shining—he knew that Anduin Lothar was unlikely to be his swordsmanship teacher, but Malone might be able to!

Ma Long smiled softly and didn't say anything-after he came into this world, he discovered that the current Varian Wrynn was far less famous than he knew.

Like the prince of Stormwind, the future king grew up to become a real warrior after being involved in a conspiracy and fighting in the orc arena for a while, right?He is still too young now, especially compared with his own body inherited from Anduin Lothar's powerful physical fitness and martial arts talent.

"Oh, right, Alsace's father said, if it is soon, at this time tomorrow, the kings of the other kingdoms will be able to reach this city through the portal magic circle. There will be a more serious meeting to discuss us. How to unite and resist those orcs."

Varian Wrynn said.

"There is another meeting? There are more kings? But... but my father still won't let me attend..."

Arthas murmured in frustration.

"Maybe I have a way to fulfill your wish, Arthas."

Ma Long said suddenly.

"what?"