Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           HelookedoutovertherollingwhitehillsofTirisfal,downtheroadthatledthroughSilverpineForesttoSouthshore.TheroadalongwhichAnduinLothar,themageKhadgar,andPrinceVarianwouldbetraveling.

           "Anysignofthem?"

           "Nay,YourHighness,"Falricanswered,sippingthehotbeverage."Itcouldbetoday,tomorrow,orthedayafter.Ifyou’rehopingtocatchaglimpse,sir,youmaybewaitingawhile."

           Arthasshothimagrin,hiseyescrinklingwithmirth."Betterthanlessons,"hesaid.

           "Well,sir,you’dknowthatbetterthanIwould,"Falricsaiddiplomatically,clearlyfightingtheimpulsetogrinback.

           Whiletheguardfinishedthetea,Arthassighedandlookedbackdowntheroadashehadadozentimesbefore.Thishadbeenexcitingatfirst,butnowhewasbecomingbored.HewantedtogobackandfindouthowBrightmane’sfoalwas,andbeganwonderinghowdifficultitwouldbetoslipawayforafewhoursandnotbemissed.Falricwasright.LotharandVarianmightstillbeafewdaysawayif—

           Arthasblinked.Heslowlyliftedhischinfromhishandsandnarrowedhiseyes.

           "They’recoming!"hecried,pointing.

           Falricwasathissideimmediately,themugforgotten.Henodded.

           "Sharpeyes,PrinceArthas!Marwyn!"hecalled.Anothersoldiersnappedtoattention."GotellthekingthatLotharandVarianareontheirway.Theyshouldbeherewithinthehour.