Golvania Suite 8 (Feast and Farewell)

The minstrel played the carillon and the king called for a feast
 Subjects gathered in the hall to hail a new found peace
 At the head of the table by the meat so freshly caught
 Priscilla took the hand of the Tin Prince and danced and laughed about it all
 The alchemist, the mage, and sage blessed the meal after the great parade
 Wound a crown of zinnia to lay at her plate
 The three took in the sheer size of the friendly Fitz
 And into account the large amount of weight held by the prince
 They ran calculations over the food and heard Aescher sing
 And said, "Hey, let's find a way to help them traveling"
 The alchemist, the mage, and sage ate quickly and wandered away
 To the stable to find something to take the weight
 The three found nothing in the stall, so this called for a feat
 They said, "of course, let's make a horse out of living concrete"
 In a circle, they held hands, said some words, and conjured fire
 Then they searched for a perch so Aescher wouldn't get too tired
 The mage, the sage, and the alchemist knew that this could hold Fitz
 And the new knight, a bird tired of flight, and Thomas the Prince
 The king made a toast and then shortly decreed
 "It won't be long before the strong Priscilla and Thomas wedding
 Where once we were planning on more war and perhaps a spy
 She changed our mind, helped us to find our first ever true ally"
 She stood and grasped Thomas's hand saying, "maybe not to wed
 These adventures don't have to end in romance, let's try friendship instead
 My mother loves her metals, so the Prince will surely learn
 And when we meet my family, we'll be the happiest one"
 The beast, the bird, and the little girl, and Prince all embraced
 Walked the town, hugs all around, met up in the place
 Where the alchemist, the mage, and sage handed over what they had made
 With great thanks, hearing the town sing of the peaceful Golvanian way