Andrea, Yawned.
Now life seemed bland,
A year after she,
Saved the land,

The lady of the kingdom,
Now and forever more,
Andrea felt she was doomed,
To always be so bored,

Came one noon a storyteller,
From far far away,
He asked for food and lodging,
And so they begged him stay,
And as he did,
He told of great fights
Adventures and tales
About faithful knights

And Andrea took heart,
To every word and line
She wanted more adventure
And she took this as a sign

“I will become one,”
She said to herself,
And that night she removed
The sword from its shelf,

The sword of red velvet,
That slayed an old foe
Hadn’t been used since
That day long ago,

Then for the armor,
One that fit just right,
And old set of brother’s
One for a great knight.

After all was fulfilled,
She rode away on her horse,
And into the night,
Where they ran at full force.

She came across,
A path of dust
In which a maiden
Sat said in hush

“Dear Knight” she said
“please lend me an ear,
For I am terrified
At what has happened here”

“Do you see these trees?
See the roses white and red?
It’s because of them,
My faithful knight is dead.

The legend is that
A rose from each tree,
Without a scratch or thorn,
Will bring love to thee,

But as my knight
Did try to pick
A villainess knight came
Scaring me with his stick,

My knight then challenged,
Him to a joust of death,
One that soon took
My knight’s last breath

So I plead with you knight,
Please slay this man,
He’s ruthless and cunning,
And a plague on this land.

Andrea Nodded,
For speak she would not,
If anyone asked and she say,
She would surely be caught,

So Andrea rode up ahead,
And found the dark knight
She readied herself
For a challenging fight.

The dark knight
Bragged a riot,
But Andrea ( secret hidden)
Remained quite

And before long
The fight had begun,
But is as soon ended
Andrea easily won,

She returned to the Maiden
Under the tree,
“What is your name knight,
What sir can it be?”

Andrea couldn’t stay quite,
So deeper she spoke,
“ I am the knight of the Ash,
And the fan of the Smoke!”

“I fight for the love,
Of adventure and right
I love some future soul,
That I can’t see tonight,”

“Dear Knight of Ash,
Let that prove you,
And protect your sprit
 Always to it be true,

I must return,
To my own land,
So my true fate
May take my hand,

But Knight of Ash,
Try your fate,
At the picking of each rose,
And let your love never be late,

The maiden then
Walked away,
Only to find love,
With a prince one day,

Andrea, however
Did as she was told,
And somehow, someway,
The roses, unscathed she did hold,

One red, and one white,
These roses symbolized love and how!
But Andrea tossed them away
She didn’t want or need love now…

Months went by
Like they were years,
And soon again Andrea
Was bored to tears,

So away she went
To turn again
To find a new life
For adventure to begin.