Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           Shestarted,butonlyinmildsurprise—noonewhoposedathreatwouldbeabletobreachthepowerfulwardserectedaboutthemagicalcity.

           "Guesswho?"amalevoicewhispered,butstillholdingtonesofmirth.Jaina,hereyescovered,considered,fightingbackasmile.

           "Hm....yourhandsarecalloused,soyou’renotawizard,"shesaid."Yousmelllikehorsesandleather...."Herownsmallhandsbrushedfeather-lightoverstrongfingers,touchingalargering.Shefelttheshapeofthestone,thedesign—thesealofLordaeron.

           "Arthas!"sheexclaimed,surpriseanddelightwarminghervoiceassheturnedtofacehim.Heuncoveredhereyesatonce,andgrinneddownather.HewaslessphysicallyperfectthanKael’thas;hishair,liketheelvenprince’s,wasblond,butsimplyyellowratherthanlookinglikespungold.Hewastallandwell-built,seemingsolidratherthanfluidlygracefultoher.AnddespitethefactthathewasofarankequaltoKael’thas—althoughshewonderedifprivatelyKaeldoubtedthat;theelvesseemedtothinkthemselvessuperiortoallhumans,regardlessofrank—therewasaneaseabouthimthatJainarespondedtoimmediately.

           Decorumreturnedtoherandshedroppedacurtsey."YourHighness,thisisanunlooked-forsurprise.Whatareyoudoinghere,ifImayask?"Asuddenthoughtsoberedher."AlliswellinCapitalCity,isitnot?"

           "Arthas,please.InDalaran,themagirule,andmeremenmustgivedeference.