Guardian of the King

Soft lute plucks, a somber dawn

Shadows gather, the dusk is drawn

In the hall of kings, I stand alone

Guarding realms from shadows grown

Tainted heresy, weak of soul

I bear the burden, my solemn role

They come with false fervor, misguided flame

But I see through their shame

Defend the crown, uphold the worth

Protecting ancient truths and earth

Tainted heretics, shadows thin, cast away

Weak in their guise, no strength to sway

My sword is steady, my loyalty true

For the king and kingdom, I will stand through

Whispered doubts and hollow cries

They seek to corrupt what never dies

But I am the shield, the silent guide

Against the heretical tide

As the light fades from the sky

I watch, I wait, I never lie

For king and realm, I remain close and tight

Guarding with my unwavering might