In the dark of night
The knight left her.
In the shadows of morning,
Dried tears stained on her face.
She always feared loneliness.
Though this time,
It wasn't fear.
It was more.

The fire that kept her soul alive,
Was gone.
The will, that gave her strength,
Had vanished.

In the dark of that night,
The knight had loved her.
In the shadows of that morning,
Her heart was glowing.

The feeling was indescribable,
It was magical.
The happiness that filled the two,
It was infinite.
The emotion that remained there,
It was love.

In the dark of one night,
The knight died for her and their love.
In the shadows of one morning,
She sobbed by the knight covered in blood.

The knight took off her helmet.
She smiled at her lover, her princess.
"I die for love. My love, I die for thee."
Was the last thing the knight said.

In the dark of night
The knight left her.
In the shadows of morning,
Dried tears stained on her face.
She always feared loneliness.
Though this time,
It wasn't fear.
It was more.