My son,
The day you were borned,
The very forest of Lorderan whellispered the name:
Arthas.
My child,
I watch u with pride, as you grow into a weapon of righteousness.
Remember, Our land has always ruled with wisdom and strength.
And i know,
You would show restraint, when you exercising your great power.
But the truest victory my son,
Is stiring hearts of your people.
I tell you this
For when my days have come to an end,
You, Shall be king.
