In the halls of time, the crown resides,
A silent witness to the rise and fall,
Echoes of royalty in whispered tides,
Majestic stories carved on ancient walls.

Beneath the weight of jewels, a burden lies,
A throne of power, yet chained by duty,
The sovereign’s heart, where freedom dies,
In gilded cage, bound by royal beauty.

The winds that carry tales of ages past,
Whisper secrets of kingdoms long gone,
Embers of legacy destined to last,
In shadows of dusk, where new dawns are born.

Yet in each soul, a monarch reigns,
With dreams unfurled in the realm of night,
The true royalty, where spirit remains,
In silent crowns, embraced by light.