In the shadow of ancient castles tall,
Where whispers of valor never fall,
Kings of old with crowns of gold,
Reign through stories forever told.

Their swords gleam in battles fierce,
Cutting through the enemy’s pierce,
With honor as their guiding light,
They defend the realm with all their might.

In the courts where wisdom flows,
Decisions made in quiet repose,
The fate of kingdoms rests in hand,
Commanding respect across the land.

Yet in the silence of the night,
They ponder the burden of their might,
For every crown bears heavy weight,
In the chronicles of kings and fate.