Outside the room, three unique beauties were sneaking toward the window to peek inside. The captain of the guards initially intended to stop them, but Keristrasza said something to him that made him bow respectfully and withdraw with the guards to stand guard outside the courtyard.
As for what His Highness was doing inside, it was none of his business; his task was to protect the prince, and all else could be omitted. The three girls peered through the window, only to find that there were curtains blocking their view.
"Oh, there are curtains!" Chromie frowned a bit, looking particularly cute. "Tarecgosa, use your magic to pull the curtains open a little."
"Ah, me?" Tarecgosa didn't understand Chromie's request, pointing at herself with a bit of surprise. Her slightly open mouth was adorably cute; if Arthas were there, it would lead to dark thoughts about what it would be like to put something in her sweet little mouth!
"Of course, if we're going to do something bad, we should all pitch in." Keristrasza's eyes glittered, and she smiled at her fellow dragon, acting as if it was a matter of loyalty.
"Alright, I'll do it." Tarecgosa felt a bit excited; this thrilling business of peeping was more stimulating than anything she'd experienced before, making her giddy.
She prepared a spell to gently pull the curtains aside just enough to avoid detection inside; soon they saw two people in an ongoing intimate act. They started on the bed intertwined, other times standing by the bed, and sometimes carrying each other around the room.
While mating and kissing, it seemed that Emeriss was quite intoxicated. Her toes curled and flexed with excitement, and as a woman, she naturally understood how exhilarating it all was!
They watched for nearly an hour, taking a break for ten minutes. They didn't even blink, watching as Arthas ravaged their friend, thrusting in and out of Emeriss's most intimate place. Amidst cries of ecstasy, he released himself entirely inside Emeriss. Afterward, he leaned down and kissed her, with both wanting to embrace each other.
"How could he do that with Emeriss!" Tarecgosa was a bit shy; she hadn't seen too much and was the youngest among the dragon envoys.
"Looks like he's not your average paladin." Chromie's eyes were darting as if she was pondering something, "Users of the Light are supposed to be peaceful, natural, devout, and righteous. Even if they bend the rules, it shouldn't be like this. He's strange—partly despicable, partly righteous."
"Maybe that's his natural trait. Let's go; we'll get caught if we keep watching." Keristrasza was unfazed, but her eyes were filled with a playful spark. It was like a hunter spotting its prey; she needed to ask Emeriss about the experience at some point.
After three rounds of releases, Arthas was starting to wear down; holding Emeriss close, he whispered in her ear.
"We'll stop here for today and continue later."
"When?" Emeriss's pale body turned pink from pleasure, lazily lying on the bed, her voice still cold and not at all repulsed by the boy playing with her body. She always seemed so calm and serene. In the plot, she would transform into a decaying, dragon-like undead due to corruption. At this moment, agreeing to mate with Arthas had already changed her fate.
"When I have energy." Arthas planned to pursue her long-term and needed to come up with a plan.
"Um, just look for me when you have time; I'm available anytime. By the way, can you not do it inside next time?" Emeriss's lovely face was slightly flushed, her voice trembling.
"Why not?" Arthas spread her beautiful legs and saw her slightly swollen entrance, the outer lips puffy, and due to rough thrusts and prolonged intercourse, there was still an opening the size of a thumb that hadn't closed, oozing thick, white fluid, filling him with a sense of conquering pride.
"Because it could get me pregnant." Emeriss looked at Arthas, seemingly imprinting his image in her mind.
"If it happens, then just give birth. Once I'm strong enough, I'll conquer you and have you as my mate!" Arthas said, twisting Emeriss's perky bottom, his tone fierce yet determined.
"I'll be waiting for that day." Emeriss said, turning away from Arthas, "I need to rest for a while; you can leave now."
"Goodnight." Arthas kissed her. Emeriss didn't refuse and returned the kiss, "Goodnight."
She got dressed and left in one go. After finishing, men always like to dress and leave without taking responsibility. Tap, tap, tap—a sound of footsteps approached. The red dragon envoy, Keristrasza, walked in, looking at her naked friend with a face full of lust and climax. "Did it feel good?"
"Very good, you should try it."
"How's the effect?" Keristrasza asked about the restorative effect.
"Impressive and quite effective." Emeriss's eyes flickered,
"He is very ambitious."
"That makes it more interesting, doesn't it?"
"Indeed, it is quite interesting."
Arthas returned to his residence, and after bathing, he went to sleep with the maid, Vanessa. Faced with a delightful girl, he didn't consume her right away but waited until she had replenished her energy before savoring her gradually.
The Endless Sea, Eternal Palace.
This ruin with elven design was covered in coral, and on the outskirts of the city, enslaved laborers were building structures. Sea giants, walrus people, turtle people, swordfish people, and other ocean races were visible, all enslaved by the naga. Naga could be seen patrolling the city, and besides the statues in the form of night elves, the huge male nagas completely lost their resemblance to night elves, becoming more beast-like.
Only a few retained some rationality and memories, while most existed just as fodder. Precious pearls, rare ores, and the perfect palace carved from seabed coral existed here.
Azshara narrowed her eyes as she looked at her chief maid, Vashj, whose snake hair had turned snow white. Although her face still held the features of a naga, it represented a kind of hope—a hope of breaking free from the curse.
"Is that all he requested?" Azshara clearly recognized Arthas, as she had been sent to this nightmare world by N'Zoth.
Although she believed she was cooperating with N'Zoth, she often had to admit that this ugly Old God was indeed more powerful than her.