The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

As the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone on the earth, Arthas woke up after a great battle last night.

However, his tired eyelids were reluctant to open, leaving only a slight slit. It was time to get up and work early in the morning.

The moment he opened his eyes, the sleepy Arthas saw Jaina sleeping soundly on his chest.

Without disturbing her sweet sleep, Arthas slid away gently and covered her with a blanket considerately.

"My prince, why didn't you wake me up when you woke up?"

The moment he put on his shoes and stepped into the bathroom, a stream of water swept in and quickly enveloped the bewildered Arthas.

"Isn't it to let you sleep more, my princess?"

"Well, you have a good reason. Be grateful to me."

Knowing he couldn't resist, the prince opened his arms and began to enjoy the warm service from the princess.

Streams of warm water gently flowed over Arthas' body, leaving only his nose to breathe in and out and his ears to hear sounds.

After a while, Arthas finished his bath, turned around and smiled at Jaina.

He showed her neat and white teeth and gave her a thumbs up.

In a moment, a high-temperature flame came and accurately evaporated the remaining water droplets on the man's body.

Then, a gust of wind came howling, giving Arthas a hairstyle that Jaina thought was handsome.

I have to say, the magician is indeed a must-have for home and travel... I was distracted.

Taking the pieces of clothing floating in front of him, Arthas put on the clothes that fit him very neatly.

The next thing that Arthas needs to do after he is ready is to guard the door and prevent any outsiders from coming in.

After quickly tidying up everything in the room with her skilled magic, Jaina followed the same service she had just given to Arthas and combed herself beautifully.

"Dear wife Jaina, it's a new day. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Half-kneeling on the ground, Arthas reached out to take Jaina's smooth and creamy hand and kissed her delicate hand without hesitation.

"Where's my hearty breakfast? My Alsatian husband."

After casting a spell to hang the quilt and sheets on the balcony rack, Jaina lay on the bed with her hands supporting her face, squinting her eyes, revealing a sweet smile, and said these words softly.

The smooth, elastic, white legs swaying behind her made Arthas unable to help but... quickly suppress the desire in his heart, and the honest Arthas stood up with his head raised.

"Shouldn't we go to the restaurant and...or open the door...I'll cook for you right away."

Looking at the lightning, fireballs, gusts of wind and ice bricks around him ready to attack him at any time, Arthas, with a face full of enthusiasm, quickly changed his words.

"Alas... Life is not easy. It is so... so wonderful. I am proud of myself. It is my greatest honor to serve you."

Spreading the ice brick across his face, Jaina's personal chef, Arthas, immediately spoke in a flattering manner.

He bent over and took out five raw chops and a large chicken drumstick and placed them on the earthen platform he had just made.

Then he closed his eyes and clenched his fists, creating a few thin iron skewers out of thin air, and then he cut and skewered the meat with his hands with ease.

Finally, he summoned a flame with his right hand and placed it under the earthen platform, while his left hand began to flip the grill.

"How long will it take? I'm hungry!"

"Do you need my help, Arthas?"

Jaina, dressed in her clothes, floated here gently and looked at the busy Arthas with curious eyes.

He sprinkled the spice powder on the sizzling barbecue, then turned the grill back and forth to ensure that every part of the outside of the barbecue was roughly covered.

She was very pleased with how focused he was, sitting on a small bench.

Father, do you see this? What is family status?

As the saying goes, working together as a man and a woman is not tiring, the division of labor is clear, and they can spend each fulfilling day in harmony and happiness without any regrets.

"It's been a while, you should be familiar with my skills."

"Jaina, I, Arthas Menethil, am definitely a good man who can satisfy your appetite."

"Please wait a moment. I am lighting a fire and cooking a delicious barbecue."

"Beautiful lady, please take a look. After a while, they have begun to emit fragrance."

Wiping the sweat off his face, Arthas chuckled and responded, saying that it was not hard at all.

But you have seen it so many times, why don't you bake it yourself? The technique I mentioned should not be difficult for you who are smart.

"Arthas, I already do the housework for you, why can't you cook for me?"

As if she could see what Arthas was thinking, Jaina pouted with dissatisfaction and poked the man's forehead hard.

She also took a towel from the table next to her and gently wiped the saliva that was secretly leaking from the corners of her mouth.

"Well, Jaina, I do have something I need you to do."

"Hehe! (*/?＼*) What's the matter? Arthas."

Putting her arms around Arthas' neck, Jaina, with a flushed face, rubbed Arthas and spoke lazily.

"Please help me get the smoke outside! We are indoors."

It turned out that smoke began to come out of Arthas's private room. If it was not stopped, it might endanger his life.

"I see! It's a small matter."

Jaina waved her hand to summon gusts of wind, and then waved forward. The window opened automatically, and a passage was formed for the quilts hanging out to dry.

The smoke produced by the barbecue was carried away by the wind and drifted away into the distance.

"It's done. Let's eat, Jaina."

Hearing this, Jaina, with golden light in her eyes, quickly drew a few seals to automatically cast the smoke exhaust magic.

He sat down on the small stool next to Alsace, staring at a plate of fragrant chicken legs that had just been roasted in front of the earthen table.

"Then I'll start eating without hesitation! Honey! You have to work hard!"

Just as Jaina shook her fingers slightly, half a palm's worth of browned chicken nuggets automatically flew into her mouth.

She puffed up her cheeks and chewed hard a few times. After a few smacking mouthfuls, a piece of meat jumped happily into her stomach.

Watching the chicken pieces on the plate disappear, Arthas had no choice but to continue taking the meat, cutting the meat, skewering the meat, grilling the meat, and plating the meat, repeating this process over and over again.

After repeating this thirty-five times, Arthas gradually began to sweat profusely because, as a cook, he had forgotten his instinct to steal food.

While working hard at grilling meat, Arthas suddenly remembered something: he was a prince of a country.

It was a disgrace to the name Arthas Menethil that he had to cook for himself in his own capital.

Everyone burst into laughter, my family, life is unpredictable!

Since I possess this distinguished status of a top noble, shouldn't I enjoy the life of luxury and debauchery in a feudal country?

Why should I still cook at home like I did in my previous life? Is my identity fake?

Arthas gradually lost himself in the three questions in his mind, his eyes became dull and his movements became stiff.

"Ah! Why don't you bake it?"

"I'm not full yet! Arthas... dear, grill me some meat!"

With a few bangs, Jaina, with oil drooling from her mouth, knocked the idiot's head a few times.

Oh! Why is Arthas so easily in a daze? I didn't ask you to feed me meat, do you want me to feed you?

"As you command, my Lady Jaina."

Hearing Jaina's call, the confused Arthas woke up.

He immediately continued the previous grilling process and turned into a tireless grilling machine.

There is no time to be confused. It is important to feed her quickly. Speed ​​up! My hands.

It’s definitely not because she is too cute now, but also has a bit of contrasting charm.

It makes my heart beat fast and full of hope for the future... Let’s not talk about it, for the daughter of the sea!

While the two were enjoying their private time, the princess, who was still sleepy in the next room, smelled the rich aroma of barbecue.

As a result, a trace of saliva inadvertently flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she wiped it with her hand.

"Is it time for breakfast? Today's meal smells so good! It smells so good."

After throwing off the quilt and putting on her clothes, Jialiya quickly stood up, smelled the fragrance, and pushed open the door of her room.

When she opened her eyes, she found that the source of the barbecue smell was her brother's room.

Unable to resist her inner desire, Jialiya twisted the handle and opened the door with a notice on it.

It was all because my brother baked so deliciously and forgot to lock the door, so I forced myself to go in, thought Jialiya as she stepped over the threshold.

"My dear brother, what are you doing? Can you invite your sister to eat with you..."

"Jaina! My dear sister, can you finish eating so much?"

When the scene behind the door came into view, Jialiya, seeing the mess, quickly covered her mouth and cried out in surprise.

It turned out that there were piles of greasy plates next to Jaina, who was rubbing her bulging belly, and pieces of brave fleshy warriors, who jumped into her mouth humming war songs.

Like a barbecue assembly line, Arthas is fighting hard against the evil Meat Kingdom, stringing the captured meat onto skewers and throwing it into the grill for a one-time flame roasting experience.

"Oh! Sister Jialiya, why are you here?"

"Alsace, didn't you say that no one would come in? Fortunately, it was Sister Jialiya who came in."

"I do..."

"Come in, sister, this is the breakfast that Arthas made for me."

When Jaina saw Jialiya, she immediately stopped eating, held her stomach and barely stood up, then patted her belly to welcome Jialiya warmly.

"Sister, aren't you afraid of getting fat? You've eaten so many plates."

"Maybe one hundred and twenty plates? Hmm...it seems like one hundred and fifty plates."

"Will I get fat? Why don't I know? Humph! You're lying."

After hearing the word "fat", Jaina snorted and refused to argue after pondering for a moment and eating another piece of grilled chops with scallion oil.

"Can I have some food, Jaina?"

"I can smell the aroma of my brother's grilling from far away! I came all the way here, you can't let me work in vain..."

"I see! If you envy me for enjoying Arthas's cooking, just say so. I'm not stopping you from eating it."

Reaching out and taking out two plates of ribs that Arthas had just roasted from the earthen table, the enthusiastic Jaina controlled the plates to float in front of Jialiya and patted Arthas on the shoulder.

Arthas, who understood the situation at a glance, sighed, took out a knife and fork and placed them on the plate in front of his sister.

"Thank you, my dear brother."

"What happened yesterday was my fault. I apologize to you."

Shaking his hand to indicate that you are right, Arthas with a dull look in his eyes returned to his post and continued working.

"Sister, is Arthas really okay like this?"

"I'm a little worried, will he..."

"Relax, sis."

"Look, just feeding him a bite of food and giving him a kiss will make him more motivated."

Witnessing this horrific act of exploitation, Jialiya quickly cut off a piece of barbecue and stuffed it into her mouth.

As a princess with a conscience, she is most afraid of seeing this situation. My brother, you are so pitiful!

"Perhaps you are right, Jaina."

"Yeah! Arthas is enjoying it too!"

"Let's enjoy the barbecue...it's delicious!"

"It's really delicious. Alsace's cooking is really good."

When the two beautiful and dignified princesses were preparing to have a big meal, the door of the room was pushed open again.

"Arthas...Jaina, Calia, what are you doing in the room!"

"Varian?"

"Barbecue! At least let me join in..."

"Okay! Here you go."

“Eat meat well and enjoy every day, our great chef…please work harder and harder!”