The promised one.
He stood before me with tears streaming down his face, telling me the story of his beautiful disgrace.
He'd only ever known pain, no one to be there and show him care. He'd never known love before I got there.
No one to hold up his head and right his crown, remind him that he's not alone.
Until I came along and mended the pieces, he'd never known a gentle touch. If only I'd known he wasn't meant to be graced by my light.
For he was the one they'd long ago warned me about, a wounded prince who's cruel intentions would lead to my downfall.
Promised one cometh and death shall be given. For he is the one who'll dim the light of the Queen.
