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.