Infidel
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Yours always leads back to the queen and her children, After dipping her regal staff in foreign lands. Infidel here is a raw truth: She can see the foreign presence within your poise, Smell her sundry scents succumbing to yours, Concatenate the lies hidden in your voice. Your mistress is not a pleasant sight, Neither is she worth flooding royal eyes. Infidel, I have…