The red and orange banners
Fluttered in the breeze.
Ka’Lanner was in full vestige
For The birthday of Queen Rhys.
The summer air was slightly cool
For that time of year,
And all the giant windows were open
In The Ballroom of Gan Mir.
The people dressed in bright colors,
Both men and women alike.
All land owners had been invited
To celebrate from dawn ’til night.
But the brightest colors of them all,
Clothed the royal ones.
Whose raiments bore colors so splendid,
Jealous would be the sun.
King Cortano, his wife, Queen Rhys,
And The Crown Prince Fortinato,
Sat atop the twelve-step-dais
With smiles and bravado.
Well, all were sat except Prince Fort,
Who paced and surveyed the event.
He smiled at his mother’s
Wonderful celebration present.
The Boomaharpists played their songs,
And everyone danced with joy.
Down below In the harbor, ships were let in,
As the foliage ’round did enjoy
The magic of the songs
Heard from the open balconies,
But little did they know what came
Would leave such terrible agonies.
Moments later, commotion was heard,
Down below in the courtyard.
The Boomaharpists stopped their song,
As did the singing bards.
The soldiers ran to the balconies,
And saw ladders being set,
As pirates began to climb up,
Each bearing a simple cutlass.
The people fled away from the windows,
And soldiers and commanders rushed forth.
The King was there with his Tower Bass,
As was the young Prince Fort.
He pulled out his boomaharp and joined
The bards that rang their bells
And the other boomaharpists who played so loud,
The song began to swell.
Ivy tangled pirates on the wall,
The troops began to cheer.
But soon there were too many pirates,
And the men began to fear.
Soon they were inside,
And the fighting commenced,
But for Fort, it didn’t last very long.
As he was hit from behind and silenced.