Henry hated his name. He hated the sound of it and most of all he hated the story behind it. Henry was the cousin of his Great Great Grandmother, Luxa. Henry was a traitor. He had betrayed the humans. This Henry however had no plan to betray anybody. All he wanted was to live out his life with his siblings, Gregor and Luxa. They're names were magnificent. Named after the warrior who called and the Queen who made peace with all warmbloods. Henry sighed then went to talk with Luxa. She always understood. Henry wondered for the tenth time today of Luxa thought Henry would betray her like what happened to their namesake. He entered the room and smiled for a moment then frowned. "How ya doin'?" He asked using the Overlander words Solovet (No not the real one. Her namesake. Granddaughter to Luxa and Gregor), his mom, used. "I be fine. What of you? Has Tilon teased you again about your name? " She said noticing his frown. Henry nodded. Luxa stood up and started out the door. Henry stopped her. "As much as I would like you and Gregor to go all 14 year rager on his butt, he is only 7 like me." Luxa sighed. "Why do you always come to me? You know Gregor could solve this peacefully." Henry shook his head. "I don't want Gregor. I want you to help." With that he curled up in Luxa lap and went to sleep. Luxa petted him for a moment like a cat then she too drifted off to dreamland.
Luxa awoke to a light knocking on her door. It was Gregor and Mother. Their faces were gray as rock. "What? What happened?" She said sacredly. Luxa sprung up with Henry falling on the floor with a thump and promptly woke. Luxa grabbed his hand and dragged him toward the door. Gregor sighed before answering "It turns we are in a prophecy. Just like our namesake." Luxa saw stars. Then everything went black.