Whispers from Ash

In a darkened chamber she sits, surrounded by ash, and hearing the sounds of battle. The Giant, her Captor, her Jailer, and her Warden, lurks beneath; and she, his Bride.
Many have come to slay the Giant, none have succeeded, and the ash of their pyres float up, piling in her chambers, choking everything. Only the butterflies keep her company, and she hopes one day she will see them, but when a single Knight comes to her chamber, her Prison, perhaps she will see the sun yet again.