Now a plan he has
to finally unite
himself and Maiden
and end this plight.

But still in his chambers
Skull Ghost sits alone,
"But not long," he says,
"It's not in stone."

And Maiden, too,
Is still by herself
Her correspondance with him
Sits a shelf.

Both stare off
He's looking East,
She's looking West,
Both to the best.

They desire each other,
And soon they'll meet;
What joy it'll be,
How him she'll greet!

Rejoice, shall they,
And share an embrace
When they that day meet
Face to loving face.

But they still sit alone
Quartered in darkness,
Emotionally prisoned
In an emotional mess.

Night and day pass
And blend into one;
They cannot wait
For waiting to be done.

Skull Ghost believes
Something must he do-
Wait longer he cannot,
Not a minute nor two.

Skrawling quickly
Maiden conjures a plan
As she looks and sees
Her loving man.

But alas it's a portrait-
Just a picture of him;
Of Skull Ghost it is
From before these times dim.

And he, Skull Ghost,
Shall soon employ
His own master plan
To bring love and joy.

His Empire renewed,
He manipulates,
to reach to his love
through distant gates.

A Knight to Maiden,
Seems this Skull Ghost,
And Yes, He sees himself
A knight valient most.