Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           "InQuel’Thalas,"cameasmooth,culturedvoice,"therearetreesthattowerovertheseinagloryofwhitebarkandgoldenleaves,thatallbutsingintheeveningbreezes.Ithinkyouwouldenjoyseeingthemsomeday."

           JainaturnedtoofferPrinceKael’thasSunstrider,sontoAnasterian,kingofthequel’doreielves,asmileandadeepcurtsey."YourHighness,"shesaid."Iwasn’tawareyou’dreturned.Apleasure.Andyes,I’mcertainIwould."

           Jainawasthedaughter,ifnotofroyalty,ofnobilityandofaruler.Herfather,AdmiralDaelinProudmoore,ruledthecity-stateofKulTiras,andJainahadgrownupaccustomedtointeractionwithnobility.Andyet,PrinceKael’thasunnervedher.Shewasn’tquitesurewhatitwas.Hewashandsome,certainly,withthatgraceandbeautythatallelvespossessed.Tall,withhairlikespungoldthatfellhalfwaydownhisback,healwayslookedtoherlikeafigureoutoflegendratherthanareal,livingperson.EventhoughhewascurrentlycladinthesimplervioletandgoldrobesofamageofDalaranandnotthelavishrobeshewouldweartoofficialoccasions,heneverseemedtolosehisstiffness.Perhapsthatwasit—therewasasortof...antiquatedformalityabouthim.Too,hewasmucholderthanshe,thoughhelookedaboutherage.Hewassharplyintelligentandanextremelytalentedandpowerfulmage,andsomeofthestudentswhisperedthathewasoneoftheSix,thesecretmembershipofthehighestrankingmagiofDalaran.