Robin Brown Poet Free verse

The Serpent's Inheritance

Elena wore a mourning veil of
lace,
To hide the smirk upon her
painted face.
Her husband, Julian,
vanished in the night,
Escaping debts and fading 
from her sight.
She'd forged the letters,
framed a grand goodbye,
And told the town a cold and 
clever lie.
Now Arthur, Julian's father,
held her hand,
The wealthiest landlord in the 
valley's land.
He sought a partner for his
vast estate,
Within a month, the legal
scrolls were signed,
A pact of power, cunningly
entwined.
She held his arm, inheriting
the throne,
The grand estate was finally 
her own.
But as she reached to claim
The iron key,
She saw a coldness in his
legacy.
Arthur smiled grimly,
opening the door,
To reveal the truth he'd held
in store.
He'd found the forgeries
she'd tried to hide,
And cast the deceitful bride
aside.

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