Star crossed lovers, that’s what they called it. Fated to forever be intertwined by a love that would transcend time. One son that would bring everlasting peace, while the other would bring war. One of silvery blonde hair, the other an inky black. Within the kingdom of Herrea, silvery blond hair meant royalty, no one else in the kingdom possessed that extraordinary color. Inky black was a color that was extremely rare, there was nearly no one who had it. Mikael was the Son of Light. Fated from his birth, he would bring joy, love, a plethora of good, and happiness to thekingdom of Herrea. Xander was the Son of Darkness. Fated from birth he would bring fear, power, and pain. Born on opposite sides of the Kingdom, neither of them would cross paths until their sixteenth birthdays. Mikael was a prince, while Xander was the son of a cobbler.

The Festival of Light was held that year like any other, but the boys would cross paths for the first time that night. A connection unlike anything they’ve ever experienced would fill them. Thus began a passionate, erotic, and secretive love story that would make a courtesan blush. The years would pass and their love only grew…. until another prophecy

would come from the temple. The prophecy of another who would make up the Earth and sea. The three realms would create everlasting peace and bring in a new era. The Light, the Darkness, and the Earth in between. A child that was born the same year they were, but their powers would only awaken now.

“This is ridiculous. The prophecies are growing more foolish by the year. Why would it take them this long to prophesy a third

Divinity?” Xander would pace Mikael’s room, the massive space decorated lavishly with gold and silk. Mikael would sigh from his place by the window, overlooking his kingdom from the balcony.

“I’m not certain. But we’ll be meeting them today… Xander?” Mikael would watch his lover pace relentlessly, the broad man glistening with a light sheen of sweat from the hot summer. Xander was a tall man, broad shouldered, a