4:04 PM Uther

Even Uther was betrayed

And through anger

His bed is made


Broken the promise

Through rage and pride

He must through peace now

And fits of motions set aside


Twelve around the table go

Who will reign no one will know

Until the Lady Mistress wise

Energies doth exercise


Does betrayal truly exist

Or just a clenching of a fist

Around table oaths are first

Until one night a lustful tryst.


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