C168 Western Love Poems and Fairy Tales

Royalty is the king's prophetic psalm, the psalm says:

The lost Elven priest lingered in the night.

The night dyed his eyes and long hair black.

He was waiting for the destined King to appear again.

Waiting for the moment when the scepter returned.

Since thou hast come so far, thou shalt have what thou crave.

I grant you your wish, and you offer me your heart