Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           "Istheresomeoneelse?MaybeyoucouldconvinceFatherthatthere’sabettermatch—onethatmakesyouhappyaswell."

           Caliashookherheadbitterly."It’snouse.Youheardhim.Hedidn’taskme,didn’tsuggestLordPrestor—heorderedme."Shelookedathimpleadingly."Arthas,whenyouareking,promiseme—promisemeyouwon’tdothattoyourchildren."

           Children?Arthaswasinnowayreadytothinkaboutthat.Thereweren’tevenany—well,therewas,buthehadn’tthoughtaboutherin—

           "Andwhenyoumarry—Papacannotorderyouasheordersme.Makesureyoucareforthisgirland—andthatshecaresforyou.Orisatleastaskedaboutwhomshewantstoshareherlifeandherb-bedwith."

           Shestartedtoweepafresh,butArthaswastooshakenbytherevelationthatburstuponhim.Hewasonlyfourteennow,butinfourshortyears,he’dbeofagetowed.Hesuddenlyrecalledsnatchesofconversationhe’dheardhereandthereaboutthefutureoftheMenethilline.Hiswifewouldbethemotherofkings.He’dhavetochoosecarefully,butalso,asCaliahadasked,kindly.Hisparentsobviouslycaredgreatlyforeachother.Itwasreflectedintheirsmilesandgestures,despitemanyyearsofmarriage.Arthaswantedthat.Hewantedacompanion,afriend,a—

           Hefrowned.Butwhatifhecouldn’thavethat?"I’msorry,Calie,butmaybeyou’retheluckyone.