Valero

Born of the blood of ancient kings,

With water-green eyes and soul that sings,

A gypsy prince of a fallen line,

Bearing his family’s emerald sign.

Through shadowed lands, he roams alone,

An heir unclaimed, a throne unknown,

Bound to a promise, a path well-sewn,

Guarding a fate, by stars foretold.

For a girl-child came with gifts of sight,

Hidden away, a beacon of light,

The fair Mary-Gold, his future queen,

Unseen by those whose hearts are keen.

Since birth, they tied in secret vow,

As kingdom’s will and stars allow,

And at fourteen, her visions came,

Revealing truth and whispered name.

With courage strong and hearts entwined,

They forge their path, their powers combined,

To reclaim the throne, as fate intends,

In a world of whispers and unseen threads.

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