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!

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