Between three seas triskelions shine bright
Upon the crown and banners overhead,
But in times past those flags were black and white;
Meridies once ruled those lands. It’s said
That borders are but lines drawn with a pen,
And for ambition some will seek to tread
Across frontiers laid out by ancient men.
Dire news came that Trimaris moved to war;
She sought to take our southern lands and then
Redraw the maps that had been made before.
The knights cried out and bade King Thomas ride
To meet the threat that could not be ignored.
The Sovereign rode, he would not be defied;
His Consort followed closely at his side.
Mirrored from Lorenzo's Workshop.