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"I'm going to fuck you tonight in Stormwind Manor!"
Arthas bit Queen Talia's earlobe. Playing with a friend's mother was a very immoral thing, but the sense of conquest produced by intercourse was so strong that neither he nor Queen Talia could turn back. Fucking her once was more intense than fucking her ten times before.
"Well, Varian will find out, and you won't be able to face him. I'm worried that you will have a conflict, which will be bad for you."
Queen Talia had thrown her son away somewhere unknown, and her heart was gradually occupied by Arthas. This kind of rough rape was a very disrespectful act, but she was not angry at all, but instead felt a kind of joy of being conquered.
"I'll take care of it, that's a deal. Go back and cook, Varian and I will come back to eat later. After all, I am his stepfather, ha ha, I'll take care of it."
Arthas smiled lewdly, touching the breasts covered with palm prints. This breast that had fed the King of the Storm Kingdom was now being played with by him at will. It really proved the saying, you treat me as a friend, and I treat you as my son!
After leaving the tent, Arthas found Varian and visited his camp with him. Some orcs were sent to Red Ridge Mountains to recruit orcs, and some stayed here to be transformed.
"Won't these orcs betray us?"
Varian had no good feelings towards orcs. If it weren't for the Horde, Stormwind Kingdom would not have been destroyed.
"No, they believe in force, and you can conquer them with force. I'll go to your house for dinner tonight. Aunt Talia's braised fish is the best."
Alsas smiled as he watched Talia walk away in the distance, "She was limping. It seemed that he had fucked her too hard. Both legs were numb and sore, so she walked abnormally."
"OK!"
Varian was overjoyed, looking at the orcs who were undergoing transformation. In fact, everyone went up to tell their experiences in the tribe, and then listened to how good the life of the orcs who surrendered to Arthas was.
Arthas put his arm around Varian's shoulders and walked to a campfire. He whispered, "Varian, I have something to tell you. I'm sorry if it bothers you, but I have to say it to make me feel better."
The wise and brave Alsace actually wanted to tell me something? Judging from his expression, was this something very important and extremely confidential? Or was it a secret?
"You talk, I listen."
Varian's expression was serious; he fully trusted his good friend.
"I might be in love with Aunt Talia."
Alsace picked up a fork and poked the fire, his tone heavy.
"what!"
Varian was shocked. His good friend fell in love with his mother? What kind of thing was this?
"When I said I liked Aunt Thalia, I meant it. I had no need to lie to you. I liked your mother."
Arthas held Varian's shoulders and looked at him with sincere eyes. The leader of the Alliance in the plot is now nothing more than a prodigal son.
Varian moved his lips but couldn't utter a word. He didn't know what to say. What was he supposed to say?
Arthas took out a bottle of beer and handed it to Varian, and drank it himself. This was brewed from wheat, and he tricked Chromie into using time to accelerate the fermentation. For this, he was bitten by Chromie several times, and there were teeth marks on his arm. That bronze dragon was really violent!
"I have liked her for a long time, and I know this may be difficult. When I learned that Aunt Talia was invaded by the devil, the best solution was to kill her, so that the possessed demon would also be killed. But I can't do this, she is my dream lover, and I have liked her since I was very young. Varian, now you know why I must save her. This time I went to meet the dragon to find a way to cure her."
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and the awkwardness turned into something cold and sad. Listening to Alsace's words and talking about the little things in the past, Varian also felt deeply.
"Does my mother know?"
Varian asked a random question, and the beer in his mouth tasted bitter.
"I don't know. I plan to confess my feelings to her tonight. If she accepts me, I will support her for the rest of her life. I will protect her, love her, and cure her. Varian, we are good friends. I don't want to hide this from you. I'm sorry. I know this will cause trouble to you, but no matter what, I hope we can still be good friends. There are very few people in the noble family who I value. Most of them are good-for-nothings with no ability or humanity. You are different. We have too much pressure on our shoulders."
Alsace shook his head and spoke nonsense in a serious manner.
Yes, Prince, the only heir to the throne will definitely ascend the throne. They will eventually be kings, and the relationship between kingdoms is not only about feelings, but also interests.
Varian pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and patted Arthas.
"Good brother, I have no objection to this. If my mother accepts you, I will bless you, but you cannot bully her or force her."
"My father is gone. He loved my mother deeply and hoped that she could live well. I haven't seen my mother smile for a long time. If she would be happy with you, then I will help you. I have no objection and will bless you."
Varian said this very generously, and it was unclear whether he was doing him a favor or if he really thought this was the best way.
Arthas picked up the bottle of wine gratefully and clinked it with Varian's. "Thank you very much. We will set out for Redridge Mountains in a few days. The revival of the kingdom requires a lot of financial expenditures. We will have a good chat then. I don't have any money. But I can make money. If we work together, we can make even more. Only if you have money in your hands can you be the king. Otherwise, you still have to look at the faces of other great lords."
"Well, it's a deal."
Valian felt very upset. What would happen if he refused? They would still become enemies. He also admired Alsace for being so frank in telling him the truth. It seemed that he did not treat him as an outsider.
As for playing tricks? Varian hadn't thought about it. With Alsace's prestige, he could find any woman he wanted. How could he play tricks on him? In addition to feelings, there was also the influence of interests. Under the influence of various factors, he made the decision to agree.