"Legend has it," Ace said quietly as he kept healing Ren. "four childeren will be born and two will be connected. Around the world, in all the realms, this would happen, and they will all one day meet. They will replace the courts, after a war, and either lead us to destructiond, or contiue in a better peace for thousands of years to come." Ren scowled and looked at Desmond who was also scowling.
"What? I read." Ace muttered.
"How many... are there?"
"There's no telling." Desmond answered as Ace backed away. Now all that was left on Ren were four scars along his abdomon, and he didn't want to even know what his face looked like. He did know for a fact though, that it would add to the bad boy he wasn't. More people would fear him, and he was okay with that. The only person that he cared about other than his brothers, was his sister, who was now more important than ever.
"There could be thousands, but only eight sets, sixteen of them, will run the courts. Many will die in the war, but many will remain as royals among the realms. They will replace everthing and everyone. One set will be rulers over everything."
"S-so Feye and I... we're going to be part of some war noone knows if we will die in, and if we live we'll be royals or leaders of a the court?" Ren questioned.
"Probably." Desmond nodded.