Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           "Eventhemostdiligentstudentneedstotakeabreaknowandthen.It’sabeautifuldayandyoushouldbeoutenjoyingit."

           "Iam,"shesaid.Itwastrue;shewasinthegardenswithherbooks,ratherthancloisteredinoneofthereadingrooms.

           "Abitofexercisewillhelpyouthinkbetter."Heextendedahandtoherasshesatunderneaththetree.Shesmileddespiteherself.

           "Arthas,youwillbeamagnificentkingoneday,"shesaidteasingly,graspinghishandandallowingherselftobepulledtoherfeet."Noonecanseemtodenyyouanything."

           Helaughedatthatandheldherhorsewhileshemounted.Shewaswearingtrouserstoday,lightlinenbreeches,andwasabletositastrideratherthansidesaddlewithlongrobes.Heswungupeasilyonhisownhorseamomentlater.

           Jainaglancedatthehorsehewasriding—abaymare,ratherthanthewhitestallionfatehadsnatchedfromhim."Idon’tthinkIeversaidhowsorryIwasaboutInvincible,"shesaidquietly.Themirthlefthisface,anditwaslikeashadowpassingoverthesun.Thenthesmilereturned,slightlysobered.

           "It’sallright,butthanks.Now—Ihavepicnicsuppliesandthedayawaits.Let’sgo!"

           ItwasadayJainawouldrememberfortherestofherlife,oneofthoseperfectlatesummerdayswherethesunlightseemedthickandgoldenashoney.Arthassetahardpace,butJainawasanexperiencedriderandkeptupeasily.