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
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