When she sighs in slumber

When nightmares fill with fright

Curtains flutter in the chamber

Candles flare and set alight


Quivering with quiet rage

Aching to be known

Silently strikes all things down

Then carries on, alone


How does the young man raise his sword

Knowing what the King has done

How can he carry this bloodline

Fight as his father's son?


Weary with the burden of

Holding two hearts dear

How can she choose just one to love

When neither way is clear


The dragon knows the path ahead,

The physician is a guide

Yet the future's hidden from the rest

And those with the map have died.