She had a ruby gemstone hue to her hair

yet became trapped in the shadows because of her name,

and warm, worn-out eyes

from witnessing conniving Cinder,

true to her ashen, dark name,

lividly haunt the family of those misunderstood three.

He had the full-blown hue of obsidian to his hair

yet became broken away from the matching shadows because of his name,

and compassionate, sunken eyes

from standing up to his father the King,

true to his strict, unrelenting title,

callously curse the only son who did not desire the throne.