In the garden, Alsace was fighting with the guards with a beautiful wooden dagger.
To say it was a fight, it was more like the guards playing games with the little prince.
"Varian, come and play with me for a while." Under the help of the guard, the little prince knocked away his opponent's weapon.
"No, you are too young. If you hit me, you are bullying." Varian decisively rejected the child's invitation.
"Don't underestimate me. I'm tall and strong among my peers!" Arthas walked up to Varian who was sitting beside him reading a book, and looked down at Varian from a high position.
Then Varian stood up.
"Little one, I'm six years older than you. Do you understand, if you challenge an enemy that is far more powerful than you, you will have to endure hardships." Varian knocked Arthas on the head, and the blond little lion exploded. Hairy.
"The king is never afraid of challenges, let us decide the outcome!" Arthas hugged Varian's waist and wanted to throw his opponent to the ground.
Although the queen was very kind to him, the alienation of being dependent on others and the sorrow of losing his country and his family made Varian feel a slight sense of inferiority when facing Alsace.
Varian seemed much more mature after experiencing great changes. He picked up Alsace around his waist and circled him around for more than ten times, and then placed the dizzy little prince gently on the ground.
"Well, we had a tie."
After saying that, Varian picked up the book and continued studying.
"Sister, mother, Varian bullied me!" Arthas ran away to complain.
The queen just smiled gently from the side, watching the children playing and playing without interrupting.
"Alsace, if you keep messing around, I will file a complaint with my father!" Caliya Menethil mercilessly slapped away her brother's hand that tried to wipe it on her skirt.
"Kalia, you won't get married if you are so rude." Alsace looked at his sister unhappily.
"Alsace, the afternoon classes are about to start. Do you really want to go and play some more?" The queen knew her son very well. As soon as these words came out, Alsace ran away.
"Varian, come to me." The queen called softly.
"Your Highness, what are your instructions for summoning me?" Varian was polite.
"Don't be like this, my child. Lordaeron is your new home. Don't look like a guest. You are safe here and no one can hurt you." The queen held Varian in her arms and patted her gently. His back wanted to brush away the sadness of this poor little man.
I am just a guest. My country is forgotten. My home is gone. My parents are dead. Except for Uncle Lothar, I have no relatives in this world.
"Your Highness, you are too worried. I am living a very good life here." The words came to my lips with unspeakable politeness.
"Hey, Sir Anduin Lothar and your uncle Terenas are busy preparing for this king's meeting. They can't spare time to see you. The opening will be the day after tomorrow. Then you can see your uncle Lothar. Yes." The queen's smile was very cordial and sincere. Varian couldn't bear to speculate on such a lady with dark thoughts, so he softly said "hmm" and stopped answering.
Two months have passed since King Terenas Menethil II of the Kingdom of Lordaeron sent letters to various kings and great lords. The last batch of Stormwind City refugees also moved to the Hillbrad Hills. Terenas took over all the immigrants from the Kingdom of Stormwind and settled them in the Kingdom of Lordaeron. The closer kings, such as King Genn Greymane and Daelin Proudmoore of the Kingdom of Gilneas, have already arranged the internal affairs of the kingdom and arrived in the city of Lordaeron. Several kingdoms far away also sent their envoys in advance to manage the Xingxuan. A grand event for kings and great lords is about to begin.
"Oh my God, he's so tall!" Even though each of the maids spoke in a low voice, dozens of people chattering together still seemed very noisy, disturbing Varian who was immersed in the ocean of knowledge.
"Aunt Leanne, on behalf of my father and mother, I bring you my most sincere greetings." Carlos knelt down on one knee and kissed the back of the queen's hand.
"Oh my god, Carlos, I remember you were such a big little boy when I last saw you, and now you have become an amazing man." Her Royal Highness the Queen gestured with her hand to indicate the height of Carlos in her memory, which seemed a bit... Unbelievable.
"You're the Carlos who killed thousands of trolls! Oh my god, they're lying. You can't be only sixteen, you're at least sixty!" Arthas didn't believe the person in front of him or the rumors. Carlos is a man who blurts out words without thinking.
"No, no, no, when manpower is eventually exhausted, the victory of the war is the result of the bloody battles of all soldiers. How can it be my contribution alone." Carlos smiled with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, "Alsace, what did you just do? I also attended your baptism ceremony when you were born, you were just that big then, and I was only as tall as you are now."
"I can be like you when I grow up!" Alsace suddenly looked very excited when he heard that Carlos was as tall as him when he was a child.
"Yes, as long as you eat on time every day and ensure more than six hours of exercise." Carlos bulged his biceps and showed off his muscles, which attracted the admiration of Alsace and a group of maids.
"Baron Carlos, hello, I am Calia Menethil. Nice to meet you." Her Royal Highness the Princess bowed elegantly.
"Don't be so polite. I hugged you when you were little, and you became a big girl in the blink of an eye, Jia Liya." Carlos put his big hand on Jia Liya's head and rubbed it.
"You messed up my hair!" Kaliya blushed and made an excuse to run away.
"Varian, come and meet Sir Carlos. Speaking of which, you are also distant relatives." Her Royal Highness the Queen found that Varian was not seen, so she called out.
After closing the book, jumping down from the tree, and walking up to him, Varian realized how tall Carlos really was. He was almost as tall as his uncle Anduin Lothar.
"Your Highness, please express your condolences. His Majesty King Ryan died with Stormwind City. You are the last man of the Wrynn family. Please fulfill the obligations of a royal family." Carlos's words were a little rude, and Her Royal Highness the Queen was a little dull. .
"Your Excellency Baron, what are you referring to?" Varian was also a little angry and his tone was a little rude.
"I am a poor man who throws away that look. You still have people who are loyal to the kingdom, soldiers who are loyal to the royal family, and you still have an uncle who is working to revive the Kingdom of Stormwind. You are a lucky man. Cheer up, you are Prince, you are the future king, you are the hope of the people, hold your chest high, your eyes shine, behave like a prince, my dear cousin."
The more Carlos spoke, the more excited he became, and Varian's fists clenched tighter and tighter. However, he was overwhelmed by the final twist, and was held in Carlos's arms and spun around in circles.
"Let me go, I'm not a child!" Varian was unable to break free from Carlos' clutches.
Her Royal Highness the Queen also smiled knowingly.
"Hahaha, Varian, if you bully me, you will end up today!" Arthas mocked unscrupulously.
So Carlos put down Varian, grabbed Alsace who was trying to escape, and put him on his shoulders.
"Varian, Arthas just wants to distract you with pranks. He is just a clumsy but cute little brother. Don't be angry." Carlos' hair was pulled by Arthas.
"Who said I'm a fool!" the little prince said arrogantly.
Varian held back tears and said with red eyes, "I understand."
ps: Happy Valentine’s Day to all my fellow authors who are still coding and to all the viewers who don’t have a date tonight. The author is so honest. Let's click on the player together, select "Happy Breakup", and loop the single until twelve o'clock.
