Ruby Ring

She passed the halls of our salon

With grace and steady steps

Then entering the room below

To darkened maze of drapes

She was the favourite of Madam

And met her there each day

They'd scheme along just out of boredom

With wine, pretense and sway

My mind still young, though I had learned

That lady was no simple royal

She's queens pet peeve adored galore

Beyond what I could pass as loyal

She brewed the mischief from the salon

And people used by her were seldom

The things conducted in the shadows

Were madder than the ones in gallows

Alarming was the ring she wore

But red that shimmered brightly

The ring belonged to duke before

And wasn't passed down lightly

The rumours told of great demise

Which took the life of duke, which took his ties

This graceful woman took the reigns

With power chilling blood in veins

She sought for war, she sought revenge

The guilty could not flee, or change

Downfall was what had been played out

And all at fault were killed about

She took the heads, she grabbed the hearts

There is no path without pained arts

Such power gained was her great work

And now she's scheming, as a perk