Amber Eyes
Her pale face, rosy lips, raven wing hair,
that many compare to a princess of old, so fair.
Yet, she is unique, the girl with the amber eyes,
sweet demeanor, a façade, to hide the lies.
Perfected ruse to the ruthless mind in disguise,
Mistress of Castle Rose is not known for a heart of ice.
But deep within the walls, beneath the cellar,
sits the evidence of the hell she earnestly endeavors.
La Dame Blanche would shiver in fear,
to witness the heinous monsters summoned there.
So, vigilance is all that can be given, warned,
If Mistress Rose beguiles you, your soul, eternity, be mourned.
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