In the silence of the morning light, He walks with grace, a gentle sight, His heart, a beacon in the…
In the quiet strength of gentle hands, Resides the heart of a noble soul. With every act, a promise stands,…
In halls of gold, where whispers weave, A lineage bound, no soul shall leave. Beneath the crown, a heart so…
In the quiet dawn of morning light, He walks with purpose, strong and bright, His heart, a beacon, pure and…
In castles high where shadows dance, Beneath the crown, a royal glance. The weight of gold, the scepter’s might, A…
In the quiet of the morning’s light, He stands with a heart so bright, Unyielding to the shadow’s might, A…