Daughter of evil, heir to the throne, what to say to you?
Is it the warmth of your eyes,
or the harmony of your voice.
Maybe it's the will of your hope,
or the strength of your love.
Either way, there is no soul as perfect as yours.
Daughter of cruelty, why are you so soft?
Is it you are following your father's steps,
or simply fighting your mother's genes.
Either way, the perfect queen you will be.
Daughter of brutality, we cry for you.
Here, the people of the Underland,
we seek your warmth; we beg for your hope.
Here, the people of the Underland,
we wait for you to claim what is yours.
Daughter of bloodthirstiness,
may the gods protect your kind soul,
may the ancestors guide your path,
may the people follow your good heart.
Oh, Daughter of evil, heir to the throne, what to say to you?
Book #1- Elizabeth de Crimes