Two Great Rubies

Two great rubies
My most precious birthright
Were stolen by the regent of the kingdom.

Standing on the mountain, wings
Stretched wide
The time has come to call them home.
The time is ripe for recompense and reparation.

Dusty bones straddle the throne,
Glass fingers clutch what has always been
Mine.
Now I see
he has been a prisoner
Too.

Her magic is black and
Stronger than ever.
Time has changed her form but not
Her heart.

Ready for a fight
Hatred rising,
A white wind opens the window and
Whispers,
“I forgive you.”