King Wil was the Patriarch, In the dark, Never part
of the mutiny.
King Will sleep unarmed, not yet harmed, with his arms-
men sneaking through the door. While Thuria Snored, Blood covered the floor of the Wil’s Hoard
King Wil without his love. Water dove, now above
Him watching in the stars.
King Wil in his Bloodlust, at his loss, brought down to dust
his men in their sleep, amidst the keep, distress and grief, never to cease, in the Velkoss hall forever without a Queen.
King Wil was a leader of a Secret Group, but never connected to the group. The King will sleep unharmed, without being harmed, with HIS arms-men sneaking into the castle. Thuria will be safe, while the blood of the queen covers the king’s room. The king lost his love, who is now above watching him from the stars. In his ‘fury’ the king killed many of his men in their sleep. Inside the Castle there will be forever distress and grief of the death of and lack of the queen.