Fireheart

Born from ashes and forged in fire,

Raised by brigands to become an assassin,

She was the lost princess, Brannon's heir,

Who loved her kingdom with all her heart.

Her spirit could never be broken,

She did not fear, she did not falter.

The seraphim in her has awoken,

She was Fireheart and she did not yield.

She lit up the darkest of all paths,

The Queen of flame and shadows.

Light and embers in her eyes she hath,

A heart full of Wildfire she possessed.

She was a dreamer, a fighter;

She bowed for no one and nothing.

She was destined to burn brighter;

She challenged the sky and the stars.

She inspirited me to rattle the stars;

And propelled me to be a dreamer among empirics.

She taught me to embrace my flaws and scars;

And reminded me to not let the hard days win.

Like a phoenix she has arisen,

From dust and smoke and shadow;

All hail the Queen of Terrasen,

Aelin Ashryver Galathynius!