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Wayne was a name renowned, known across all the kingdoms of the New World. They lived upon a hill, turrets, shields, and archers protecting their sanctuary and their secrets.
The four princes- Richard, Jason, Timothy, and Damian sat grimly in their wingbacked marble thrones, consorts at their jewel encrusted feet.
What a pity that their story strayed far from the stone mausoleum that was Wayne Castle.
Their story layed in the blue, black, red, and deep green armor of the Knights Four deep in the vaults of the castle.
The Knights Four, protectors of all, undefeated and reigning in two lives. The Waynes were a paradox, and so the princes waited for consorts willing to solve them.