She is a creature of perplexity; a creature of youth and stability; eyes like ice that glistens from the sun's light. A heart warm as the raging fire that could burn you but, also keep you warm. She is a creature filled with love and passion. Her skin glows, nearly the color of sweet milk chocolate that melts in your mouth. Hair darker than a raven's coat, that flows down her shoulders. Such a delicate creature, that can easily be broken but has the heart of a lion that roams in the grasslands for it prey. Words that could puncture ones soul more like a razor teeth that clams deep into the skin. To tame such a creature like this is the endless possession of impossible but, to train it to become the queen of her future throne is not going to be easy but, not quite difficult. Yet this creature is none other than a women, a women ready to take her throne and, watch over her fair kingdom wearing a prime jewel upon her head.