Medieval Hero

My castle is dark, for the monster is here the chill of the night is soon drawing near held captive by him, how I long to be free the dragon is lurking in watch over me The Queen of Norwich let her jealousy rule my curse is this attic; a sentence so cruel we loved the same man; she refused our affair so then I was banished so she'd have him there My plea to the jurat was humble and meek a key to the window; fresh air I do seek the answer is clear as I spill words on this page no aroma was welcomed; rosemary or sage Now as I lie on my bed devising my schemes to run as fast as I can to the man of my dreams I realize once more I am trapped; this is real for the dragon awaits my escape on the hill Feeling lonely I reach to my dusty nightstand the ring he once gave me I grip in my hand he said it was magic as they took me away "I will find you, my love; it will show me the way" Closing my eyes I wish he was here then suddenly I feel his warm lips on my ear I open them slowly as the room turns to fire we gaze at each other consumed with desire He said "Don't be afraid we are leaving tonight" "The spell will be broken for love is our light" we held on to each other until he said it's time we passed through the flames and love launched in the sky