The Defeat of the Ice King

The Ice King stood mockingly The Shadowfire in his cold bony hand The snow fell On the land Upon his freezing hell Send me a knight! With the courage to take this gem! Otherwise I will shatter its' heart In front of all of them A Shadowfire cannot take such cold Its' light needs warmth and love Who will fight? Came the cry from the battlements above The Prince of the North Cold blue fire in his eyes Strode forth To the Great Hall To find a sword, that hung on the South wall To sever the head of the Ice King Return Shadowfire to the Hall Turn the Wraiths in to nothing So many swords to choose The lives of many He cannot lose... As he looked upon the South wall A mighty sword leapt off With a rasp of steel It shot into his hand All he could feel Was the strength of all Of Heartstone Knights too Five feet of magicked Faerie steel As a light as air Yet, strength to feel It cut the air with a swishing bite A sword to use... Against the Ice King To bring back the light He must not lose This battle between day and night He strode down to where the Ice King stood The Prince of the North A duty to perform Evil to overthrow Evil to slay, amongst the ice and snow The Ice King put the gem into a leather pouch Sword drawn With a sly grin, he went into a fighting crouch The Prince, his eyes on the gemstone His sword drawn The strength of Kings and Knights He was not fighting alone The swords clashed Ringing steel Steel, flashed A Heartstone sword magicked and true Took on a strange hue The battle, fought on and on Hours on the ground Until night fell The sparks from the swords The strange glittering light The clash of steel the only sound The Wraiths began to screech and wail For their King For ,they could see The Prince weakening Beginning to fail For, the Prince of the North Such a dark desperate night He called for his winter light The Aurora Borealis came forth It touched his sword, with new and beautiful light The Ice King could sense defeat with a turn and wheel... A sword flashed A severed head rolled to a heel An Ice Kings' frozen smile The Prince of the North, picked up the head of the Ice King Threw it among the Wraiths Then fell to his knees sighing The Shadowfire he took... From the carcass, the gem Raised his hand... The light burst forth Illuminating the Prince of the North