"Sorne, why do you come to my throne?" Seekna calmly asked her angry brother."You know why Seekna! Your rule is.... terrible! It is my turn on the throne." Sorne growled at his sister. "No, Sorne. I know you are my twin brother but the people voted for who they wanted to rule and you know who won." Seekna calmly reminded her brother. Sorne growled and blasted air in Seekna's face. She didn't flich but the guards around her stepped forward until Seekna put her hand up to stop them."Now, you can leave with your own four feet, or I can make you leave with my own four guards." Seekna growled at her brother. Sorne growled, turned around, and left through the two grand doors at the castle's entrance. Then, Skywatcher, the prophet, walked in with a worried face. "I have a new prophecy my queen. 4 Rise, 4 Fall, the last will prevail." Skywatcher told the queen."Thank you Skywatcher. Now all we can do is hope the last that prevails is on our side." Seekna said, looking to the stars.