I vow, my love, upon your shattered soul,<br><br>To hunt the six who tore you from my side.<br><br>To kill the traitor-knights, to seize their blades<br><br>Which robbed an honest king of his fair bride.<br><br>Vengeance rouses death itself to stir.<br><br>I care not if it sees my Kingdom razed.<br><br>A thousand dead will march at my command,<br><br>My flesh will be your tomb, my soul your grave.

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