The Crown’s Aegis

He was a prince 

He was a pauper

He grew up into a young king

He turned out to be a brave warrior

They were true brothers-in-arm

He cut down anyone who tried to bring the king harm

One day, the enemy surprise attacked the fortress

The king had to strike them down remorseless

A weapon struck the king from behind

The attacker was someone who he thought he would never find

He was wounded by his foe

No instead,

He was backstabbed by his alter ego

The traitor left the king on the ground to die

Their strong bond then turned into a lie

For days, injured on the bed he lay

Thinking of the reasons his aegis went astray

His warrior was on the enemy's side

From the next fierce fight, the king couldn't hide

Will he emerge a valiant hero?

Or instead,

Will his scars hold him down to be a zero?

Did he have the flames of a phoenix?

Or instead,

Did he have a heart of a chicken?

Soon came the day of the bloodshed

And commenced the battle for the head's head

Many soldiers were injured, many were killed

With the blood on both sides, the battlefield was filled

The king encountered the other king

His former alter ego stood by him as his right-wing

Did the warrior give a smile of lenity?

Or instead,

Did he give a grin of mockery?

Will the king forgive the backstabber?

Or instead,

Will, he cut him down with his dagger?

The soldiers of the king were lost

He was the only one standing accost

The other king was a strong foe

Even stronger with the warrior as his shadow

The king could foresee his defeat

But it was a battle with no retreat

He decided not to stop the incoming blow

And chose to let his blood flow

Just before the sword pierced the king's heart,

He was pushed away by his former counterpart

True loyalties of the warrior were then revealed,

As he challenged the other king on the battlefield 

The warrior stroked the other king down,

Once again saving his former crown

The warrior could now barely stand

He was fatally wounded by the enemy's hand

The warrior concluded the two kingdoms strife,

It was a heavy victory that cost him his life.

The king ran and held the warrior with teary eyes,

He knew they had to deliver their final goodbyes

The bleeding warrior said

"Smile, O my naive brother

For I have fulfilled all that was due"

He shut his eyes further,

And once again he left the king in a state of blue.