Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

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           Theywaitedforthebored-lookingguardtomeanderpast,thenafewmorebreathsafterthat."Putyourhoodup,"Arthassaid.Bothhadfairhair,anditwouldbefartooeasyfortheguardstospot.Jainalookednervousbutexcited,andobeyed.FortunatelybothsheandArthasworecloaksofadarkshade."Ready?"Shenodded."Good.Let’sgo!"

           Theyslippedquicklyandquietlydowntherestoftheway.Arthasheldherbackforamomentuntiltheguardinthetowerwaslookingintheotherdirection,thenmotionedtoher.Theyranforward,makingsuretheirhoodsweresecurelyinplace,andafewstepslatertheywerepressingagainstthewallofthecamp.

           Thecampswereroughbutefficient.Theyweremadeofwood,littlemorethanlogsfastenedtogether,sharpenedatthetopandembeddeddeepintotheground.Therewereplentyofchinksinthe"wall"thatacuriousboyandgirlcouldlookthrough.

           Itwashardtoseeatfirst,buttherewereseverallargeshapesinside.Arthasturnedhisheadforabetterlook.Theywereorcsallright.Someofthemwereontheground,curledupandcoveredbyblankets.Somewalkedhereandthere,almostaimlessly,likeanimalsincages,butlackingacagedbeast’salmostpalpableyearningforfreedom.Overtherewaswhatlookedlikeafamilyunit—amale,afemale,andayoungone.Thefemale,slighterandshorterthanthemale,heldsomethingsmalltoherchest,andArthasrealizeditwasaninfant.

           "Oh,"whisperedJainabesidehim.