Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           Uther’sheavy,gauntletedhanddroppedonherslimshoulder."Don’tbetoohardonyourself,girl."

           Shelaughedhumorlessly."Isitthatobvious?"

           "Anyonewithaheartwouldwonderthesame.IknowIdo."Sheglancedupathim,startledattheadmission.

           "Youdo?"Jainaasked.

           Henodded,hiseyesbloodshotfromexhaustion,andtherewasapaininthosedepthsthatstruckhertothecore."Icouldnotfighthim.Heisstillmyprince.ButIwonder...couldIhavestoodinhispath?Saidsomethingelse,donesomethingelse?"Uthersighedandshookhishead."Perhaps.Perhapsnot.Butthatmomentisinthepastandmychoicescannotbeundone.YouandImustbothlooktothefuturenow.JainaProudmoore,youhadnothingtodowiththis...slaughter.Thankyoufortellingmewherehehasgone."

           Sheloweredherhead."IfeellikeI’vebetrayedhimagain."

           "Jaina,youmayhavesavedhim—andallthemenwhoaregoingwithhiminignoranceofwhathe’sbecome."

           Startledathischoiceofwords,shelookedupsharply."Whathe’sbecome?He’sstillArthas,Uther!"

           Uther’seyeslookedhaunted."Aye,heis.Buthemadeadreadfulchoice—andonewithrepercussionswe’veyettoseeplayedout.Idon’tknowthathecancomebackfromthis."Utherturnedandeyedthedead."Weknowthedeadcanberaisedtounlife.Thatdemonstrulyexist.NowIwonderiftherearesuchthingsasghosts,too.