Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           BothhissisterandtheProudmooregirlwerefairhairedandslender.Buttheresemblancestoppedthere.Caliawasdelicatelyboned,withafacerightoutofoldpaintings,paleskinnedandsoft.Jaina,however,hadbrighteyesandalivelysmile,andshemovedlikesomeonewhowaswellaccustomedtoridingandhiking.Sheobviouslyspentagreatdealoftimeoutofdoors,asherfacewastannedwithasmatteringofsprinklesacrosshernose.

           This,Arthasdecided,wasagirlwhowouldnotmindgettingasnowballintheface,orgoingforaswimonahotday.Someone,unlikehissister,hecouldplaywith.

           "Arthas—awordwi’ye,"cameagruffvoice.Arthasturnedtoseetheambassadorpeeringupathim.

           "Ofcourse,sir,"Arthassaid,hisheartsinking.Allhewantedtodowastalktothisnewfriend—hewasalreadysuretheywouldgetalongfamously—andMuradinprobablywantedtoscoldhimagainfortheembarrassingdisplayearlierinthearmory.Atleastthedwarfwasdiscreetenoughtowalkafewpacesaway.

           Heturnedtofacetheprince,stubbythumbshookedintohisbelt,grufffaceknottedinthought."Lad,"hesaid,"I’llgetrighttaeth’point.Yerfightin’formisterrible."

           Again,Arthasfeltthebloodrushtohisface."Iknow,"hesaid,"butFather—"

           "Yerfatherhasmanythingson’ismind.Dinnayebesayingathingagainst’im.