In a land and time long gone
In a garden far away
A girl is singing, her painting drawn
Shining in the light of day
Her long hair flowing down her back
A waterfall of blonde and brown
Waiting for whom which she lacks
Waiting in her beautiful gown
She's waiting for her missing prince
The one she longs for most of all
He's been missing ever since
Ever since the kingdom's fall.
When the war had first began,
Her family dead, no one her friend
She fights to survive, as hard as she can
Hoping not to meet an early end
He was walking along, alone in the dark
She was the shadow in the night
She planned to kill him, to leave her mark
He didn't see her, not in this light
But when she saw his handsome face
Her hand faltered, just for a moment
She felt her heart begin to race
He sensed a danger, perhaps an opponent
She dropped the blade and raised her hands
Hoping he would take pity
She didn't want to anger this man
Though bowing down made her feel sickly.
He advanced towards her with cautious steps
Curious to what she was up to
Wondering if there were secrets she kept
Though his heart felt strange, something he wan't used to.
He picked up the blade and inspected it close
Not believing she could do this
Seeing the blood, he turned pale as a ghost
But strangely attracted, like the appeal of Death's kiss.
They stood there in silence, a strange pair, those two.
When eventually she spoke, with a voice strangely soft.
"If you'd excuse me, sir, since you don't have a clue,
That dagger is sharp, don't just wave it aloft."
The sarcastic remark gave him a small shock
Who'd she think she was?
When his body was taken over, his brain a dull block
The next thing he knew, all he saw was gray fuzz.
He woke up in a room, tied to a chair.
The girl watched him from the corner, playing with her knife
"It seems you won't be going anywhere."
"That's right," he said "You've caught me in strife."
And after that moment, the tension was cleared.
Something flickered between them
Though danger's head had been reared
A different feeling connected them.
They talked for hours, about their lives
He saw how hard she had it
She saw how his life wasn't all lies
He knew she hadn't survived on just wit.
