I am not a pretty damsel in distress enclosed in the comfort of her chamber and the vanity of her corset.
I may not be better on an ordinary prince's standards but definitely seeking favor of my extraordinary King.
My Master's honor shine all the brighter than my tiara, my faith glitters than the jewels in my treasure chest.
Passion, purity and faithfulness are my prized possessions.
I am a beautiful warrior princess.
I fight for my Master and King.
His word is my sword and His love is my armor.
I stay in the battle field carrying His banner till I am found by a warrior whose heart is after the heart of our King.
Until then I will fight my battles and I will wait not just for the promised warrior who fashions the same cause; who delights and desires for the glory of our King.
But ultimately I will wait for You my Saviour King.
