Ousted from the throne,
Thrown into the slave pits so dreaded,
He must face his greatest challenge.
His wife a different kind of slave,
Subject to the evil ruler's every
Whim and pleasure.
He works hard, planning his escape,
Uniting fellow slaves and making new allies.
With information from loyalists,
Those who still dare support his return,
He plans an uprising.
She lives life as a pleasure slave
For the man who took away everything she had.
Battered and hurt but not yet broken in spirit,
He flogs her for his own sick enjoyment.
Pain has become her new best friend,
Torture a new neighbour.
In her few moments,
Free of pain,
She cries silently in her mind,
"My love, help me."
One night, the ruthless ruler
Crosses the line.
She lies on the ground,
Wrists pinned to the dirt
With stakes driven through her wrists.
A dagger in her bosom,
Through her lungs
And in her heart,
Losing the fragile grip on Life.
Death approaches, like an enemy
Who cannot be stopped.
Her beloved comes,
His forces overrun the evil men,
And he is her final sight.
Holds in her in his arms, crying,
Pleading her not to leave him.
Had he not done all of this for her?
Had he not risked his life for her?
She gives one final smile,
Defiant of the blood that is
Spreading over her chest,
A trail of it running down her mouth,
Leaving him with her parting words.
Finally, her eyes close,
Claimed, inevitably, by Death.
He slays the evil one with
The dagger driven through her
In righteous anger and grief.
The people celebrate his return
To what is rightfully his,
But the victory is bittersweet.
She had been his all,
Laying her on a bed of petals
From the roses she so loved,
With all her favorites;
Sweets, flowers and berries,
He watches as the crypt
No longer will he see her smile,
Not savor her gentle caress,
Nor feel her love.
No tears fall,
But his soul wails,
For the lost so tremendous.
"Never again will I love,"
he pledges to the stars.
"Never again will I claim anyone
as my wife.
Never again will I let anyone take from me
What I cherish most."
It gives him a sense of closure;
This chapter closed, another opened.
All bearing the memories of a wife
Fondly missed, a void in his heart,
Never to be filled once more.