The Stars in the sky
Are so bright in my eye
Sing ye the song
Of the Maiden Princess
A gleam from the tower
Tells the girl’s dower,
Puts hope in my heart
For the Maiden Princess
Yet a babe or a dame
I do not rightly know,
But hold fast in my faith
In the Maiden Princess
Her uncle rules now
O’er the kingdom and the seas
Though genteel may be he
No better reign will ever be
Than that of the Maiden Princess
In the Southern country
She does live
Unknowing of her heritage,
The Beautiful Maiden Princess.
Taken there
Her parents hoped
To protect her gifts and life.
I do not know where’er she be
But feel in my soul she’s alive.
None can attest to her presence
But the faeries and elves, we know.
The elements of earth are stirring,
Preparing once more to glow.
The powers now called evil,
Those ancient powers of old
Are ready to take their place once again
Wielded by the Princess’s hand.
Princess, you are the key.
Dear Maiden, hear my plea!
The powers restore to glory.
The enslaved world again make free!
Prayer and Prophecy
By the Minstrel Cadence
(Born in Gustava, the Third Year of the Second Age.) Currently resides in Jazira, Bard to King Ivan of the Mystic Lands from the Fourth Year of the Third Age