Kathryn's Love Part Vi

In secret council they met Part Six Weary and tired, No threat had they Ever seen like Gundar Nills, the Viking King, He was at their very door. The women and children, Must be protected. The last of their men Must endure.... So it was that Kathryn Was to be hidden, Our virgin.... To a place inside The mystic woods. In hopes that our Pagan Gods would protect her. Horns blew and Out of the mist.... Like ghosts they Appeared and stole her... They now had lost the Their precious White Witch... Kathryn...could not now Protect them. In a meadow Our Kathryn prayed. How can we survive..... She asked.... And was given a vision.... The Prince, The third son, Came upon her in a meadow.... His lance slung low And so tired. My love, my sweet, I can't defend you In a mortal way. Take this Amulet... I give you... The ancients say it Will protect you. Wear it proudly, I beseech you.... Our god's need you As I do..... She heard him say, As the Welshland Prince rode away as if In a dream....