My son... the day you were born, the very forests of Lordaeron whispered the name... "Arthas"
My child, I watched with pride as you grew into a weapon of righteousness. Remember - our line has always ruled with wisdom and strength. And I know you will show restraint when exercising your great power...
But the truest victory, my son is stirring the hearts of your people.
I tell you this, for when my days have come to an end you shall be King.