Knight’s Triumph

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Sir Edward Senestre
Victorious in Spring Crown Tourney, A.S. XLII

Knight’s Triumph

Come Hell or High Water,
From Lands of Beyond,
Sir Edward and his Lady,
Bade the wind to Respond.

‘Heyla Boys
To Caid we do sail.
So sharpen your swords,
And polish your Mail.

Lady Mora stood Proud,
By Edward's right Hand.
As he fought for Caid,
For the Crown and the Land.

Mora turned to her mate,
And helped him to arm.
‘Be thou art noble,
And come to no harm.

‘For my wrath would be horrible,
And many should fear,
Should you fall in battle,
Whilst I stood so near.’

Edward kissed her,
And went down to one knee.
To Kiss her hand,
For all to see.

For the battle was on,
For the crown of Caid.
Wading into the fray,
Using all of his speed.

In the sun on that morning,
The first to stand tall,
Was Ciar ingen Daire,
Also first to fall.

Taking up sword,
Against the fair knight,
Blaine de Navarre,
Joined Ciar in that light.

And the fighting was fierce,
With the ground soaked in blood.
But Sir Edward fought on,
Hardly noticing the red flood.

A few momen’t rest,
Was all our Knight gained,
For Count Sven Orfhendur appeared,
His honor unstained.

Hard won the battle,
Hard fought the Pair,
But only Sir Edward,
Was left standing there.

A shrill battle cry,
Echoed through the trees.
Lorccan hua Conchobair,
Sent many to their knees.

But the Knight he was facing,
Was well drenched in blood,
And Conchobair joined the fallen,
In the dark colored mud.

The son of Rafi,
One Mansur by name,
Joined the souls up in heaven,
His body lay slain.

And still Edward stood,
On the gore-soaked field,
Resting for a time,
Leaning on his large shield.

Emerging from the crowd,
One of many for the crown,
Jarl Francesc raised his sword,
And was promptly cut down.

Twas the sun that was setting,
On the battle at hand,
When Count Sven Orfhendur,
Made a bid for the land.

‘Fight me well,
For the Crown of Caid,
Only then can I give you,
Mine own loyal creed.’

Sir Edward nodded,
Then went down on one knee,
To honor his Lady,
For all to see.

A moment of love,
A timeless kiss,
And Edward gave over,
To face the Abyss.

The timeless dance,
For final dream,
Began as the firey sun,
Made everything gleam.

Shield to Sword,
Sword to Shield,
Nothing would stop them,
Until one lay on the field.

The heat of the day,
Took its mighty toll,
When Count Sven took a blow,
And his helm did roll.

Kneeling on the ground,
And covered in light,
Count Sven looked at Edward,
And yielded the fight.

‘You’ve fought with honor,
With cunning and guile.
So I yield the day,
And rest here a while.’

The King of Caid,
His Queen at his side,
Came forth with a grin,
And eyes full of pride.

‘You have ruled the day,
Prince Edward my son,
Now let us crown you both,
So the day can be done’

With those words,
They walked away from the heat,
Into history,
Their victory complete.

— Lady Qara Unegen
... is a 13th century Mongol stranded in Japan after that blasted Kamikaze windstorm. But she’s making the most of her stay.

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