In the vast land crowned with light,
A palace burned with ambitions bright.
A princess stood with steadfast grace,
Choosing a knight with an honest face.


Beside her stood the loyal blade,
A vow unbroken, never swayed.
Through death itself, he'd never stray,
For oath and honor paved his way.


In war’s embrace, in peaceful tide,
The knight stood strong, stayed by her side.
Shielding the princess, come what may,
Through laughter bright and skies of gray.


His oath was more than fleeting breath,
A vow unyielding, strong as death.
"For my princess, my guiding star,
For something greater than life by far."


The days rolled on, the kingdom gleamed,
Yet fires of greed and power streamed.
Behind the walls so grand, so high,
A shadow grew to stain the sky.


A whisper soft, a creeping tide,
A lurking storm, a threat implied.
The princess spoke, the knight stood tall,
For blood would speak, and fate would call.