Bride of Spring,
High Lord of Night.
Together, yes, surprising,
But a wonderful sight.
Flowers for stars,
She traded her ring,
For freedom and scars.
She embraced the night instead of spring.
While his ice starts to thaw and melt,
His heart learns to love again.
So with night in his wings and stars on his belt,
He asked her to stay with him to eternity's end.
So they swore to forever cherish and support,
Now she is High Lady of the Night Court.