A marriage of power and mortality.
Here is a poem, written by fellow deviant lonewulftea
So soft and strong our melody flows
Through a wind shaped chasm it hastily goes.
With feeling and strength that only two knows
No sweeter sound, no prettier rose.
I once thought my soul earth bound
But this was prior to you come round
Like the early bird chirping his sound
A bit of love I have found.
A Knight's duty is not to love
It is to protect and serve those higher above
But you and I like a two Turtle Dove
Can show the world, what we are made of.
My chance has passed but has not disappeared
My sight once hazy but now has cleared.
I will be your knight I promise you Dear
And will stand both at ease and ready with Heart and Spear.