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.