"I see a prophecy written in legend," She said as she sat carefully at her table. Brushing her skirt as she adjusted herself comfortably, she reached her hands to the centre of the table where her crystal sat and placed a hand either side of the gem, "Realms apart a child of Ice and one of Fire are born, both destined to rule. Gifted with powers and talents far greater than the worlds have ever known, but their talents hidden and subdued before they knew they had them by those who think themselves as righteous. The meeting of these children is written, but their stories not yet told. Only when they are of age will their powers be returned to them, their bond will be unstoppable and the outcome is not yet known. One thing is known for certain, the path for them will not be easy as dangerous friends and untrue motives will stand in their way, but I see something strange...their lives are long, longer than any others, almost unending. They seem to live as long as the other is there, they're powered by something, but I can't see what." She groaned as the crystal became brighter, until she couldn't hold on any longer. With a flash of pure light the crystal shattered, covering the room with its tear shaped shards.
"What happened? Is everyone alright?" A young prince called out. "Mother? Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine. What on earth happened to that Crystal?" The Queen added quickly and almost angrily.
"The Crystal does not like to be pushed that far, not everything is meant to be seen. That is the way of the world, your Majesty," replied the Crystal reader, "It is not natural for future events to be known now."
"When is this prophecy to take place, will it be our child?" The young Prince answered worryingly, looking over to his newly pregnant wife.
"I cannot say for sure, it could be yours but then it could be generations in the future." She said solemnly.