The Warrior's Angel

You are a warrior, my beautiful girl, bloodied and exhausted from battle, with your sweat-drenched horse by your side. Every laboured step across the battlefield leads you towards an impenetrable castle door. As you reach the moat, you cross the bridge, leave behind you the mist of billowing smoke and bodies of those you have fought to obtain the key you needed to survive.

For the Queen will continue to live in a far distant land, with her King, oblivious to their own blindness. The Prince is where he must leave him for now - on the battlefield, fighting his own war, searching for his own freedom.

As you turn the key, the door creaks as you push it open, sighing like the sounds of your soul, and as it opens you see your smiling little angel standing there, pulling you inside.