Fiery fire in his Bloodline, born without a silver spoon.
Of blue blood yet feeding from the crumbs.
Legends speak of a prophecy foretold of a son born by a commoner who will get his clan out of the woods.
His dynasty will span centuries.
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A bevy of Royal bloodline sworn he from the cradle to tie the nuptial knot. The day the Kingdom in the North and South became one. A conjugal the gods of the North and South sanction. ..very beautiful poem dear poet
Thank you very much PG