“Entice the King!”
They said.
“It will be grand!”
They promised.
“All will be glorious!”
They exclaimed.
They enticed her
As she enticed her King
Spinning tails, promises
Of sweet love.
Soon the enticer
Became the enticed.
Ravenous, fierce
Primal desires
Fed one another
Like oxygen
To a flame.
The flame
Burned, hotter,
Scalding.
Then one day
It blew up.
Bitter
Disappointments
Loss of love,
Bleeding,
Children not
Held.
No heir.
Then the
Ultimate
Betrayal.
Her King was
Now enticed
by another.
Promises made
Not kept;
Chaos ensued.
Once regal, proud,
Beautiful.
Highest of
The high,
Now brought
So low.
Death awaits
And then stalls
As the blade
Fails to arrive.
Finally, she is
Now enticed
By death,
By her peace
By being pariah
No more.