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Alex Tasa looked down at the animal skin cloak on her body, which was made up of furs from Tabu sheep, slit cow, and iron-jawed wolf. Every time he hunted, Nathanos would peel off the fur that was the best warmth on his prey.

The night it was handed to itself, Nathanos said: "If you don't wear it, you'll die in Frost Fire Ridge."

It was at that moment that Alextasa made up her mind. At the beginning, she asked him indirectly about his love life with the two elves ladies of the Wind Walker family, making Nathanos think she was just chatting.

Nathanos didn't say much about Aurelia, and her bond mostly existed when he was still a normal living person. Then he talked about Sylvanas, and Alextasa also wanted to hear the progress between him and Sylvanas.

The Red Dragon Queen is good at inducing, and slowly, she began to take the topic off track. She said that she had protected Azeroth for countless epochs and knew that mortal love needs psychological and physiological harmony. If one day the Ranger General needs physiological comfort, how should he satisfy her?

Alextasa still remembers Nathanos's words, and remembers them word for word:

Actually, I cannot be considered a dead person in the strict sense now. My body will not decay. I can breathe and make my heart beat normally. The only difference is that I can control these physical activities. It is easy to become a living person, but I am already used to the body of the dead.

Hearing this explanation, the Red Dragon Queen could not suppress her impulse. She confessed her thoughts to Nathanos, her tone was gentle and calm, but she saw that Nathanos' facial expression was completely shocked and incredible. When Alextasa realized her mistake, it was irreversible.

"Absolutely not possible!"

She thought Nathanos would refuse, but she didn't expect his reaction to be so intense, with the four words "unreasonable" written on her face.

The setback that night felt that she was still entangled with Alextasa. She tried to convince Nathanos with various reasons: they were all leaders and they all had to consider the future of their respective races; she was no longer a guardian dragon, but also a mortal, with the power to pursue happiness... She also mentioned Audroksion.

"I will never do this." Nathanos did not explain the specific reason, and even turned it over and prevented the Red Dragon Queen from seeing her eyes.

Alextasa felt that he might have taken into account Sylvanas's feelings, so he promised to keep the secret. If he still felt hesitant, he could treat this as a one-night stand or a deal. She was disappointed, and Nathanos' response was just clenched, as if suppressing his anger.

At that moment, Alextasa was really angry. She scolded the Withered for not wanting to share Azeroth's power, or felt that her beauty was not as good as Sylvanas, or was he lying just now to consider his face.

For whatever reason, Nathanos did not answer, and he did not say a word. And they never spoke again in the next few days, and even had no eye contact.

They entered Frost and Fire Ridge in a grudge between each other.

The search for the Frost Wolf clan was longer than the time spent wandering in Nagran and searching for Draenei combined, because Frost Fire Ridge had almost nothing—just ice and snow and naked and hot magma, and they had never discovered a real road since they stepped into the snow, nor had they seen a stronghold of orcs along the way.

Over time, their center of gravity shifted from searching for orcs to searching for food.

On the first day, they found a group of migrating scavenged cows, of a large size, with the leading one being huge and strong. Nathanos cooperated with his two undead dogs and captured one of them. That night, Alextasa didn't eat much. Although Nathanos had already roasted the meat to a delicious and attractive one, she didn't have much appetite.

That happened a week ago.

The freshest meat she had eaten recently was the hare three days ago. Last night's snowstorm made the live animals never appear again. When she thought she was going to starve next, Nathanos took it out of her bag.

A few pieces of meat, that was the last bit of food, came from the cracked-hoofed cow a week ago.

The fragrance made Alextasa temporarily let the conflict between the two, but she was unwilling to let Nathanos see her loss of composure. The wither also understood, so when the meat was baked, he stood up and left temporarily.

After a voracious meal, night fell, and Alextsa quickly closed her eyes, driven by satisfaction and fatigue in her stomach.

She had a nightmare, dreaming that when she woke up, there was only one person left, Nathanos disappeared, and abandoned her in the snowy world. She woke up, and the noise made when she woke up alarmed Nathanos. The Withered One lifted the curtain of the tent door, and the two finally had a look of eyes.

Alextasa couldn't help but his heart beat faster, and she seemed to hear Nathanos's heart pounding.

They realized that they were still looking at each other, and the Queen of Red Dragon was one step faster than the King of Forgotten, she lay down with her back facing each other, but never fell asleep again. She regretted that she had responded like this.

A few more days later, they walked and stopped. As time passed, their pauses became longer and longer, and the intervals became shorter and shorter. Alextasa knew that Nathanos did not need rest, and that she was the one who needed rest. She could also tell the withering person in anger that he did not need his care. But that would only make Nathanos farther and farther away from her.

The journey during this period was boring and boring, and no one spoke. Alextsa felt that Nathanos was far away from him. He was clearly right in front of him, but he was like a passerby. The only connection between the two was that Nathanos would look for food for her every day and a place for her to sleep.

It was not until one day when they came to an ice field that the curtain of silence that straddled the two of them was finally broken.

The road under their feet is like a frozen lake. There are bones of wild beasts everywhere, which are the few clues they have discovered.

Nathanos squatted down and knocked on the ice to determine whether he could walk. Alextasa sat on a stone, staring at his back.

Sitting on the stone was cold, and the cloak on her body was not enough to avoid all the chills. Alextasa felt her legs were a little numb, and she didn't care, and only attributed this situation to the cold and sitting for a long time. However, the pain pierced into the inner layer of her skin made her jump immediately.

A bug suddenly appeared under the stone, and her jagged teeth were green. Alextasa found two ruptures on her boots. The feeling of paralysis was like the cold wind around her, rushing into her consciousness.

"Nathanos?"

She needed help, so she called out, but the man didn't respond.

"Nathanos?"

She took a step forward, and her blurry vision captured the movement of the person in her mouth raising her head.

"Nathanos?"
Chapter completed!