Taelia: There is so much I want to ask you... I don't know where to start.
Taelia: When you grow up believing your father is a dead hero, everything is much more neat and tidy. When you learn he's quite alive it's... different.
Bolvar: The man I was did die that day. The dragon's fire sealed my purpose.
Taelia: But couldn't you at least have let me know you were still there? Under that helm? All that time?
Bolvar: Would you have journeyed to Icecrown, if you knew?
Taelia: Yes, of course. I would have gone anywhere for you.
Bolvar: Which is why you could not know. I had to make that sacrifice, to keep you and the rest of the world safe from that place. From that power.
Taelia: But it wasn't just you who made that sacrifice. It was the rest of us, too. Everyone who loved you.
Bolvar: I know. And for the pain I caused you, I will always feel sorrow. I pray that one day, you can forgive me for it.