Fair Maiden

A man with a kind proposal to a woman of royal blood

Oh fair maiden, take my name.

I am simple, small, a weak little man 

who deserves nothing more than

a swipe of the blade cross my neck.

My cries echo down the streets

As I pray without answer and propose only questions. 

I have failed my kingdom, my family, 

my lady I have failed you 

and I can only sit here today at your feet, 

begging like the dog that I am

for some semblance of mercy from this hellish land.

Please, amuse my ramblings for only a second. 

It is too much to ask yet I must, 

betraying the only sense of morality in me as I say:

Take my name, 

for though my chances are slim, 

I will be here.

You will die for your sins.