My Son, the day you were born the very forests of Lordaeron whispered the name...Arthas. My child, I watched with pride as you grew into a weapon, of righteousness. Remember, our Line has always ruled with wisdom and strength. And I know, you will show restraint when exercising your great power.But the truest victory, my Son, is stirring the hearts of your people. I tell you this, for when my days have come to an end, you shall be King.