Arriving on Foreign Shore

In a foreign land, where shadows creep,
A princess walks, her heart does weep.
For she is bound by duty’s thread,
Yet longs to dream of home instead.
 
She’s meant to marry, to bind the crown,
To mend the walls that might fall down.
But here, amidst the enemy’s eye,
Her every step is a whispered lie.
 
No one can know the weight she bears,
The silent tears, the whispered prayers.
Her heart may break, but lips stay sealed,
For the truth is buried, never revealed.
 
Her family’s hopes, her nation’s fate,
Rest on her shoulders, twisted with weight.
Each smile she gives, each word she says,
A mask of peace, in this dark maze.
 
Far from the warmth of her homeland’s light,
She hides her fears, she hides her might.
For in her chest, a secret grows,
A truth that no one ever knows.
 
The kingdom’s heart beats soft, but sure,
And in her hands, their lives endure.
Though enemies circle, sharp and near,
She carries hope, and she holds it dear.
 
The world may break, the skies may fall,
But her courage stands, above it all.
In silence, she weaves her silent scheme,
A princess lost, but still a dream.
 
For though they call her to be bride,
Her soul knows nothing of the tide.
She fights, unseen, with every breath,
To shield the life she swore to protect.