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.
