As if watching Arthas turn into that ... thing ... was bad enough.
Now I Dream I let the Horde kill my father. We don't generally get along in the waking world, but there's still a difference between not getting along and standing aside while he's killed.
But he wouldn't listen to me, that we had a peace. A hard won one.
I wasn't going to let my soldiers die for him. Or fight against him, either.