Chapter VII: The First Night

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SONG OF POWER

CHAPTER VII:  THE FIRST NIGHT 

Ninthalsaya’s question served to ease the tension in the room, but also made everyone nervous.  For a moment all that could be heard was the gentle sloshing of water from the four brass tubs until Tyroce finally spoke.

“Do any of you know the story of New Hope Keep?” she asked.

“It is not a Seelie story,” replied Ninthalsaya from her tub.

“I know it,” said Cipher.

“Please, sing the ballad,” requested Tyroce.  Cipher straightened up in his tub and recited the lines.

“In times now past was wrought a tale of love

A union such forbidden b the gods

Between one from below, one from above

Forbidden by wicked and gentle gods 

“The young Duke Bladeharp, both sidhe and angel

Lord of New Hope, north-west in the True World

Son of the Sun, and radiant of soul

A lord of Seven Virtues, wise and bold

“A battle won by Bladeharp ‘gainst the horde

The victor chooses trophies all agleam

But Bladeharp wanted not for coin or sword

A concubine he took, her soul redeem

“The pris’ner herself was a fell demon

Composed of and subsisted by Evil

The battle for her soul would not be won

Unless Bladeharp’s Good arose her equal

“The fiend Voronica scorned Bladeharp’s faith

Though time by time his heart remained steadfast

She sat unmoved for seven days, the eighth

Voronica came to know love at last

“Exchanging her Evil nature for Good

A bride she was and Duchess, once-devil!

Fast quickening with a child that would

Be born the child of Good and Evil

“The pe’ple of New Hope could not abide

The creature growing in the Duchess’ womb

A man with wicked claws came to misguide

To make the babe’s cradle an early tomb

“The claws of fear laid siege to New Hope Keep

Its citizens the army he controlled

Their ignorant fear caused the Duke to weep

For each of his men felled, Bladeharp condoled

“The people put fire to New Hope Keep

And watched with anger as it smoldered down

Mother and child condemned to death’s sleep

Tears and blood besmirched the tintless Duke’s crown

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